Both of my stem cell transplants are over. Done. I’m so grateful I made it through this part. There is so much to complain about regarding this whole process, but I try very hard to focus on only the positive. It would be so easy to slip into a desperate depression about this Multiple Myeloma thing, and what it means for my future. It would probably be somewhat of a comfort, although momentary, to curl up in a ball and just be done with it. But I think I’ve already been at my worst, and if I can get through tossing and turning in a hospital bed, thinking I’m dying, I can get through anything. If I can get through throwing up for weeks at a time, four times now, I can get through anything. If I continue to have the support system of prayer warriors, both known to me and unknown, I can get through anything. I have zero doubt that all of these people have made a positive impact on my cancer. Anyone that says prayer is just hopeful thinking or that prayer won’t make a difference has never been in shoes like mine. It makes a huge difference.
My cancer is a tricky one. It involves a certain kind of plasma cell, which is found throughout the body. So, basically, I’m covered in cancer (or I WAS covered in cancer). Multiple Myeloma is supposedly incurable, but I’ve met 19-25 year survivors. All of them will tell you that prayer was and is a significant factor in their survival. I’m not saying that everyone I’ve met who prays has stayed in remission or even survived, but the ones that are surviving hold prayer close to their heart.
Faith is an amazing journey. Sometimes it takes something earth shattering to renew it or to make it real. I’ve always been a praying person, but it took cancer to make me realize that prayers are living things. I have so many people praying for me, and I ‘feel’ every single one. That probably doesn’t make sense, and I don’t know that I can accurately explain what I mean. But when you start with 70 to 80% of your bone marrow being myeloma and now it is undetectable, you start to realize that science, combined with faith, is something entirely different and something very complex and Holy.
My status is now “Stringent and Complete Remission”. I still have two more rounds of the heavy duty 7 drug chemotherapy and three years of maintenance chemo, but I have a head start to being one of those survivors. I will pray fervently that I stay in Stringent and Complete Remission, and I would ask those friends (both known and unknown) and family to pray that I stay that way.
Cancer is a horrible, disgusting, frustrating thing. There are so many people fighting to overcome it, and so many fighting to keep it out of their lives. Pray for them! Even if you don’t know someone (very unlikely these days) that is suffering from it, send up a general prayer. Or even a prayer to the scientists that are trying to find a cure. I NEED that cure! We all need that cure.
I do have a specific prayer request for friends of mine. These young women are tired, have slipped out of remission and/or are in a great deal of pain. Please send your thoughts and prayers in their direction. All of them are amazing, strong, beautiful women that could use a little extra help.
You all are AMAZING, and I cannot thank you enough!
‘Is anyone among you sick? Let them call the elders of the church to pray over them and anoint them with oil in the name of the Lord. And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise them up. If they have sinned, they will be forgiven. Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.’ James 5:14-16