Many prayers have been answered as I have struggled through this nightmare of sickness and the miracles of restoration. Through the power of the priesthood, I returned to the healing process, and hence, to the pathway of normal life. Radiation continued – and the Chemo therapy moved forward. Of the radiation, less than fifteen treatments remained. That dramatic process took the shape of a weekday countdown that went eventually from two hands to one — as the bright crimson, tissue-paper thin skin of my throat repaired itself and cease to “agonize at the slightest touch.” However, the targeted and focused nature of the radiation therapy continued to burn the cancer away — on the inside. The final day of the fiery process – half a month ago — ended in genuine celebration. What I experienced was a genuine miracle. But in the end, it was only a milestone. And there was still no end in sight.
Life and the medical treatments progressed on at the clinic. But new kind of pain now took center stage in a new and singular way. I had heard chemot was like being sick all the time. I had heard correctly. My sore throat continued, accompanied by a constant cough, upset stomach, and taking of medication that made it impossible to get a good night’s sleep. Prayers and priesthood influence continued to sustain us. And still there was no end in sight. To finish chemo was the next big milestone. And on Monday of this week, I enjoyed my last chemo treatment and I went from that last session to the hospital – (not one of my scheduled milestones) where I remained for the next two days. Again, my body responded to quickly to transfusions there. Surprising doctors, I continue to do surprising things. There is no end of the miracles in my life. And of that — there is no end in sight.
I am home again now. Therapies continue to be applied at the clinic. And again there is no end in sight. I have been so blessed. And of them I testify. I bear witness of the constant blessings of a loving Heavenly Father who continues to be my daily comfort, guardian, guide and stay. I bear gratitude for the heavenward pleas of so many of this world’s angels who have served us with love and goodness. I thank God for the regular gifts of the Spirit in these times of trial. And I acknowledge the tender mercies of loving Father in Heaven. But of course, we all acquainted to with those.
I pray that we may always remember what great things the Lord has given to us – in times of bounty as in times of trial. May I leave that testimony before heaven and earth. I know the goodness of God and his children. And of the reality that there continues to be no end in sight.
Of that certainty and of the certainty that life extends beyond what we know to be as mortality into the realms of eternity I also bear witness with all my heart. Yes, life can be a struggle. The pain is intense, on occasion, and growing. But I am still here.
And of that I also point out — there is no end in sight.