As we had decided to make the most of the trip, we refused to let the circumstances and seemingly 'long wait' deter us. We went to the mall, movies, restaurants and drove round Philadelphia. We attended birthday parties, met old friends and made new ones and of course, shopped!
In the midst of all this, I always had quiet moments when my mind would wander off to the possibility that the result could come out positive for cancer but I was always very quick to reject such 'negative thoughts'. (I believe strongly in the power of positive confession and positive thoughts). At a point I was confident of the fact that satan was trying to pull a fast one on me and that I cannot have cancer. Haba! How old was I? What could I have done wrong? Whom could I have offended that wished me dead?
Before we left Nigeria, we had discussed the whole stuff with our Pastors and a doctor in church so they would send messages, scriptures and prayers to encourage me. These went a very long way.
Then the D-day came! The 18th of February, 2013!
Dr. called my husband and I, his wife, his practice manager and another doctor who is a friend to the family and us to the table for the results.
At this point, I try to read the expression on his face and his wife's but could not figure out whether they had seen it and were sad for me. I just could not figure it out. Dr. said somethings before he got to the main reason for the meeting all
of which I could not listen to properly because of the struggles going
on in my mind.
My heart was beating really fast and my hands shaking. I had to calm myself down. I told myself to be ready for whatever came.
So again I waited.
...and then Dr. read the results out.
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