My prayer in the fire

Well, another thing to think about just popped up today ... or, I should say, was just uncovered today.

Today was my appointment with an OB/Gyn. This is step 5 of my 5 instructions from the oncologist at the Dana Farber Cancer Institute in Boston. (Steps 1-3 are scheduled, but not completed.)

I have Endometriosis. Of this, the doctor is so certain that he would stake his practice on it. A laparoscopy has been scheduled to check on its severity and scope. He may be able to laser it away while he is in there. This will be an outpatient procedure and is scheduled for March 16. I've asked him to do a tubal ligation while he's at it. (I might as well, since hormonal birth control is out of the question for the rest of my life because of my hepatic adenomatosis.)

I am tending to feel like I'm falling apart ... again. I felt this way in 2000, when I had two parents die of cancer, two wisdom teeth removed, ulcerative colitis, almost lupus, and a lump removed from my salivary gland. The OB/Gyn recommended asking for a referral to a neurologist for my migraines (to rule out any more serious conditions that a family doctor may not catch). I think I'll wait until next month for that. I'm not sure I can handle more bad news.

Sheesh, now I'm sounding overly dramatic.

This is my prayer in the fire

In weakness or trial or pain

There is a faith proved of more worth than gold

So refine me, Lord, through the flame

I will bring praise, I will bring praise

No weapon formed against me shall remain

I will rejoice, I will declare

God is my victory and He is here

~ from Desert Song, by Hillsongs