The doctors decided that the something that what had to be done was a biopsy of my brain so they would have a better understanding of what was going on inside of my brain. That was a pretty scary time. Just thinking about the needle that they would need to sink into my brain would bring anxious times to me.
Because of the kind of tumor it was, and where it was, if they made one mistake, put that needle in the wrong place, my ability to communicate would be jeopardized. My oral and written communication skills could be gone.
That was when I had to remember who was in control. Not the doctors and certainly not me. It was my God, my Creator, my Father.
They explained it to me very clearly. The process was called "stereo tactic" due to the way my head would be held during the process. I was sitting up at about 90 degrees and my head was held within a frame ... and I was awake.
Anyway, after a lot of prayer, I was ready. My son was prepared and taken care of, and I was off to Dallas for three days.
Although I was running late to the airport, and even going through all the hoops at the security gate, and I just couldn't catch up. A friend was traveling with me and tried to tell them I was on my way and they didn't want to wait. Who knew??
But, wait they did. Once again, God showed His hand on my situation and the plane waited on me. It was just a couple of minutes, but it was all the time I needed to get through security and to the plane door!
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