The very next day after getting the power port installed, I went for my first chemo therapy treatment. The doc said a new study was out that said breast cancer has better results without the Adriamycin, so my chemo regimen was cut down to four treatments, (one every three weeks) instead of eight. Yippee!
I heard a story awhile back about a couple who bought a house. There was a young tree by the front sidewalk. The wife, thinking 'trees; shade and comfort', started nurturing the tree. She watered it, fertilized it, and mulched it. It just looked worse and worse. One day when they came home, the husband thinking 'trees = leaves and work', reached down and pulled the tree out of the ground. The wife said, "What are you doing?! I've been babying that tree, trying to get it to grow! He replied, "I wondered why it wouldn't die. I've been spraying Round-up on it." That's where I'm headed now. Some nurture me while others poison me. I'm just glad no one can pull me up by the roots, because my roots are anchored in Jesus.
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