David and I were sitting out on the back deck enjoying the sunshine when I spotted something moving across the back yard.
“Is that a wild turkey?” I asked.
“Umm, no, it’s a cat,” he replied.
Although wild turkeys do show up in our yard from time to time, it’s funny to think about mistaking a cat for one. Clearly, I should have been wearing my glasses. Without them, I couldn’t tell a cat from a turkey. How’s that for a new saying?
At any rate, as I think about the situation with my right lung, we have a similar problem. The CT scan showed a blob of something in my right lung, but the doctors couldn’t tell from the scan whether or not it was cancer or scar tissue. So, I had a PET scan on Monday in hopes of learning more. Going in to the scan I had been warned that the blob could still light up even if it was only scar tissue. If it didn’t light up, then we would know we’re in the clear. Unfortunately, finding out the nature of the blob is not going to be that easy. I learned today that it lit up on the PET scan.
I have an appointment with the radiologist on Tuesday. After that appointment, he and my oncologist will get together to decide what to do. I know what I want to do. I want to do everything possible to figure out what we’re dealing with before making a final decision. I don’t want to crank up the chemo if it’s not necessary, and I don’t want to stay the course assuming it’s scar tissue if doing so means allowing a cancerous tumor to grow in my lung while waiting a few months for another scan.
I’m speaking at a women’s retreat on Saturday, April 2. When one of the leaders asked if there was a particular scripture I’d like for them to use, Jeremiah 29:11 immediately came to mind. I’m claiming the promise in that verse while I wait for an answer and will claim it again if the answer is not a good one.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11