What can I say, we knew things would get harder and they aren’t “unmanageable” but they are harder. The tricky part with a break like Brad had in December is we stressed about him not getting treated but got used to him feeling pretty good. He had just started to experience the harder chemo symptoms when he got sidelined so with #8 brought more hurting for his hands and feet and more fatigue. He even had some nausea and food was just plain gross. I’m thankful his schedule can adjust as needed to accommodate his needs and while it really sucks for him to miss out he can rest to gain strength to make the next thing. We count on that ying and yang in this process.
I had a little bit of a hissy fit after chemo on Wednesday. It is time for my 5 year checkup colonoscopy and I realized I’m a year late. My doctor’s office was sold so no one had my records and deadlines on their radar. I hastily made the appointment as soon as I could. After some phone calls to insurance and the facility they gave me numbers of anything from $3000 to $15000! I about lost my mind! And this is why I love my people, my network and my God who finds me the answers before I totally freak out. I was texting with my sister and she mentioned Aflac and their cancer policy. I had heard good things about Aflac and had meant to call and check it out. I’m annoyed with myself for not investigating earlier when my gut was telling me to. But that’s ok…the plan is to get some policies in place to help with potential future accidents for the kids…Whitney’s injury in December was expensive and could have been very cheap with Aflac. I’m getting the cancer policy to help protect anything I could encounter going forward. By doing that the estimate for the colonoscopy could be $75 (plus premiums) instead of an astronomical fee. More on that after I get it all in place. I’m finding that I only follow my gut lately after I have a mini panic attack, need to fix that.
We have had some other things land on our laps in the last few weeks that we are investigating but it all boils down to God providing when we need it and when we don’t know it is coming. I have to consciously remember to trust him and ask for his guidance. I’m at that state of “I don’t even know where to start” when I pray so I just ask him to take it all and show me. And boy has he! Great things out of the blue, great people reaching out to me and taking care of me. It is very hard to accept help and generosity but even a little extra attention. It has been so worth it though, I’m staying open and letting people love on us.
Speaking of that Brad is going to start attending the Cancer Connection breakfasts at the church! Praise the Lord! Four long months ago he was SO not ready for any of that and now he’s putting it on his calendar and is excited to go. It will be perfect, mornings are his Jam and he will be able to get some good conversation, advice, worship and whatever else the group does when they get together. They have been so incredible to us since the first phone call in September so I’m just so thankful.
A few days ago I would have posted this all freaked out with my head spinning in circles so I’m glad I was able to float back down to earth, screw on my problem solver filter and take care of stuff. We look forward to heading into Brad’s easier days this week before #9 next Wed. After a fabulous dance competition weekend we are praying we can get through February to our St. Louis trip to the Missouri State Dance Competition! We will have a blast with our Touch of Silver Dance family and I can’t wait! This team is an eclectic group but boy are they great dancers, beautiful ladies and so darn funny!
We’ve gotten closer with some of the parents through all of this cancer struggle and will cherish them pulling us up when we need it. Kindness is the biggest gift we have to offer and even the little messages, hugs, encouraging words are the most treasured support. When our armor cracks and we feel the weight of the WHOLE situation straight on our chests…it is the little gestures that pull us through and up so that we can breathe and refocus. Finding focus is hard for all of us. Staying on track is a big feat especially for the kids. That is what I’m giving to God the most these days because I will make myself sick worrying about them. I remind them of study time and encourage them to do their best. I know it is so hard for them and I just hope for their sake they can keep a high level of effort and success. Down the line schools admissions offices, the business and nursing programs…employers won’t give them a pass because their dad was sick. We all have to JUST DO IT! Cliche’ but it rings true.
Please pray for Brad’s numbers that are off and that they find their way back to normal.
Ask God for dramatic healing as we battle through these hard next four treatments.
Pray for some clear, honest and good news from Dr. Pendergrass next Wed.
Send loving, lifting and peaceful prayers to all of us but especially Carter, Whitney and Russell. My heart breaks for them and the burden they carry but know in some way God will make them better in all of this.