So I am learning. Learning what life will be like and learning how my body will react to these drugs that heal and kill all at the same time.
Monday morning I had my treatment. Monday evening I had my bags packed and was ready for another stay in the hospital. My chills and fever were back and I was not feeling well at all. A couple calls to the doctor and we managed to make it through the night at home. Tuesday morning I was back at the doctors and they did blood work and we talked about what was going on. I was feeling much better by then and we are coming to understand that I have a reaction to one of the many drugs I am on. They are super careful and do not like the fever and chills but can find no reason for it other than a reaction to one of the drugs. It sounds like they have it narrowed down and we might adjust the next treatment to find out for sure if what I am experiencing each time is a drug reaction. All in all it is a small price to pay for the opportunity for healing. It will be good to have a better understanding so we do not feel compelled to rush to the hospital whenever my fever breaks their thresholds.









I was lying in my hospital bed Thursday morning when one of my doctors stopped by. She has a knack for stopping by when I have my headphones on and am drifting in and out of sleep. She gently touched my arm, brought me back into reality and apologized for interrupting my quiet time. She then asked, “So what music do you listen to?” She knows I am a pastor and I am sure she was expecting something different than my answer. I shared with her how U2 has been my go to group during this journey and how I find their pursuit of the sacred in their music fascinating. For the next ten minutes my doctor and I talked U2 and spirituality. It was if I did not even have cancer and we were just two friends talking about life. It was fun. That all came to an end and we went back to talking about my health and what I needed to do to stay healthy and what our next steps were going to be. She ended our time together by saying, “I have to go home and listen a little closer to some of U2’s lyrics.” I laughed and said, “It will give us something to talk about next time.
Today was a great day at First Baptist Church of Kennett Square!
