Biopsy, Dallas, & Glory To God!

After three days in Dallas I was more than happy to get home: my son, my dog and cat and home all needed my attention. I also needed to catch up on my soaps. They were just starting new story lines that were down-right interesting!!


OK. The biopsy went very well -- all was successful. The doctors knew what they were facing and what kind of treatment I was facing. In Amarillo, the Harrington Cancer Center was the epitome of progressive cancer treatment and exactly what I needed.



My doctors were remarkable. From a stereo-tactic biopsy in Dallas, I went to stereo-tactic radiation treatments at the HCC. Every day the staff assembled my head into this device so the radiation would hit the exactly right spot. That white thing is a mask that was made of my face before they could ever begin. There was a back to it that was clamped down so my head could not move. For anyone who had issues with claustrophobia, the mask would have been a problem. After the radiation treatments, I completed two six-week treatments of chemotherapy via pills.

I was so blessed. God never took His hand off me.

Once in awhile I had a little queasiness from the chemo, and certainly I lost hair from the radiation and chemo. But in the end, God prevailed. At my second MRI after the last chemo series, the tumor was declared mush and the cancer had no cells left.

Glory to God!! The divine healing was clear to the doctors and every MRI since is just as clear as the second. My healing is real. The Father was faithful and would not allow me to abandon my young son.

Today, every time I have the opportunity to share this wonderful testimony of the Father's grace and mercy, people are encouraged because they too can be touched as I was by the remarkable and divine love and miracle that the Father showered on me.