We’re worried. Hubby has an exam and the results confirmed his worst fears. The doctor said that his prostate was very enlarged with nodules and that a biopsy was needed. He is scheduling that and other imaging tests today. The doctor told him that he thinks that they will find cancer.
It’s a time of hugging and praying at our house. Hubby has a fear of doctors and hasn’t kept up his checkups. Now, we fear that he will find cancer that has spread. But, I know that God can heal and we want to do all we can for him to get better. But, first there needs to be an official diagnosis.
I am still praying that it could be benign. Whatever is found, I know that God is with us and we’ll be upheld with other members of the body of Christ.
As I consider what may happen next, I know that more responsibilities could be placed on me. My weak body will need all the care I can give it. Yesterday was another instance of my body showing me who’s the boss.
I did extra work yesterday. I dusted the living room and damp-mopped under the tables and shelves. I also did a load of laundry and loaded the dishwasher. After taking Benadryl for a possible oncoming reaction, I dreamed (what I call) Sci-Fi dreams all night. This morning it hurts to move everything.
I never seem to learn my lesson about pushing my body too much. No matter what crisis comes my way, I need to always limit my activity so that I don’t fall apart.
I can’t say when we’ll get the final word on hubby, and I don’t know what my future health will be. But, I know that we will lean on God.
“We love Him, because He first loved us” I John 4:19
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Disclaimer: I’m not a medical expert. This post contains my opinions and experiences and is not meant to be taken as medical advice. If you have a medical concern, please consult your personal physician.
