Deuteronomy 31:6 “Be strong and courageous, do not be afraid or tremble at them, for the Lord your God is the one who goes with you. He will not fail you or forsake you.”
The glowing rays of the sun burst over the pasture early Friday morning heralding a new and glorious day to come. Drops of dew glistened above the grass. I could see the wind fluttering the grass as geese and ducks landed in the pond. Sitting in my easy chair with a hot cup of coffee, I enjoyed watching the cows gently move across the terrain. Weather reports promised a cooler than usual day, but I would enjoy the outdoors later, as I waited for my nurse to arrive.
In 2011 I was diagnosed with a primary immune disease after many years of suffering from repeated infections. The cure was monthly IVIG infusions which I will take for the rest of my life. The first few months of treatments were extremely hard, lasting 8-10 hours. I would be sick for a few days until the headaches and cramps finally subsided.
Over time the infusions sped up as I became more tolerant of the treatments. Benadryl would ease me over the “hump” of side effects and I would sleep a few hours while being infused. I would call it my “nighty night” medicine.
My energy level dropped rapidly and I had difficulty accepting my new “norm.” I remember praying one night asking God if the cure couldn’t come in a pill instead of an infusion. Then I’d end the prayer with, “OK, Lord, help me to become grateful for whatever comes my way.”
Then in 2013 I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Biopsies required an immediate mastectomy. Family and friends gathered, provided support, and prayed. When the final reports came in, we all jumped for joy that the cancer had been caught early and had not spread into the lymph system – no chemo or radiation would be necessary.
During recovery it dawned on me that the infusions I’d been taking since 2011 most probably boosted my immune system enough to prevent the cancer from spreading. A doctor has never told me that, but this “Dr. Deb” insists that’s what happened.
Friday as I sat receiving my miracle drugs, I was extremely grateful how God works. He’s never forgotten nor forsaken me, and he’s even provided a nurse who sits here at home with me. God is good!