The Name.

Posted: July 9, 2018 in Uncategorized


So today is the day that we get some answers…
What now?
We head to the oncologist to find out the results of the biopsy.
It’s like a really messed up gender reveal. There are no pink or blue balloons, just a piece of paper revealing the legal name of my belly bully.
We go into a little room that smells brand new. I give blood again and we wait a few minutes for my oncologist (a week ago I didn’t have an oncologist, a lot can happen in a week!)
I really like my oncologist, he likes to laugh out loud at all of the right things. That’s a trait I highly value in people. He also is a bit of a cowboy, he takes the bull by the horns and wrestles it to the ground. I like that too.
He gives me a hug and wastes no time…
The legal name of the belly bully is Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.
Word on the street is that it’s VERY curable and it didn’t take long to form. We have a plan of attack, I start chemotherapy treatment next week, it’s not gonna be pretty.
In the meantime, I get prepped this week, which means a lot of tests, poking, prodding, and some exciting new meds.
I also get a port this week, which makes me feels like Tony Stark without the iron suit.
I will also be taking some powerful steroids, which I hope give me a six pack and don’t give me a unibrow. The doctor said they might make me angry, so if I yell at you “YOU KIDS, GET OFF MY LAWN!” It’s not me, it’s the drugs talking.
SOOOO, We have some answers.
We know the name.
So I officially, hereby serve an eviction notice…
Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma, I know your name.
I don’t fear your name because I know a name that is bigger…
“God elevated him to the place of highest honor and gave him the name above all other names, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue declare that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.”
Growing up I had a friend who watched out for me, I would mouth off to someone, or say something goofy and start a fight. People would want to punch me in the head, we would face off, I would brace myself for a beating, but then they would back down!
Surely, they weren’t scared of me?
My bodyguard buddy would slide in behind me, stand and stare down my would be attacker in a very intimidating manner.
That’s happening again.
My Lord, King, Hope, and Friend stands with me. He fights for me.
So Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma, We are evicting you. Get out and don’t come back in the name that is bigger than you.

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