It’s been a while since I’ve written anything and that’s because I never wanted to write just to write. But now things have changed. I finished up my chemo and went to Houston for tests to see where we were with the tumor. I was waiting on the doctor when he came in with the new CT scan. To say I was tense would be the understatement of the year but for some reason I was calm and I think it’s because I had truly turned it over to God, by then. They showed me the before and the after and the tumor was virtually gone. When he said, “It’s almost all gone, Rob. This is great news”, I went deaf. Something changed inside of me right then, right there. That’s twice I’ve dodged a bullet and was going to be ok. I’m still processing that one.
So, now I have to do six weeks of radiation, five days a week with one day of chemo. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared but I know that this process is to make sure the cancer never comes back. The journey won’t be easy and the radiation will be rough but again I’m doing my best to turn it over to God with thanks. My mom got out a medal I got for running the White Rock Marathon in Dallas this past year. She asked me what mile did the race become hard. I said, “Mile twenty”. Then she compared the next six weeks to the last six miles if that race. I remembered how I felt my body ache and how I wanted to stop but I couldn’t because I just had six miles to go. I had already run twenty. These upcoming six weeks will be a challenge. My body will ache, I will cry, I will want to stop but I can’t. I have six more miles to run and I just have to believe.