Yesterday was the three month mark. About five months ago, the diagnosis of metastasized colon cancer and endometrial uterine cancer left me thinking the pearly gates loomed closer at hand. And then there was miraculous chemotherapy; thank you Dr. Wilfong. And miraculous naturopathic oncology; thank you Dr. Bailey. And miraculous emergency surgery; thank you Dr. Haque.
And then, a real live miracle, no colon cancer on the CT scan. I want to report heaven on earth, rainbows and unicorns, listening to angelic music, eating grapes from the hands of hot…
A lot of heavenly perfection plays out in each EARTHLY day. Yesterday there were three rainbows. Thursday the unicorns were running around in Reiki meditation. Kwami unearths angelic music; we have been listening to the Ave Maria a lot this week.
The colostomy is healed, and I have mastered the components, and learned patience, tolerance, and acceptance. The bags and rings come in the mail. I have sorted out the ordering process. It is happenin’!
Internally, a lot of things have healed. “Stuff” was removed in surgery, like lymph things, and appendix things, and huge chunk of colon things, and cyst and ovary things. Functionally, it works. All of the necessary parts are doing what they are supposed to do. They have rerouted and reconfigured, and the abdomen acts like a functionally healthy abdomen.
The liver, which had two kumquat sized masses, decided to let them go. The lymph system, the parts that remain, also show no signs of cancer. That is beautiful and appreciated and unbelievable
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