blue_ladybug's uterine cancer battle
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oh lady I personally dont know you but im so glad you shared your story. Your experience is a testimony to so many that its never over until God saids its over. Sometimes He allows us to go through hard times not because He necessarily wants us to but because it is necessary for our walk with Him, for our spiritual growth. Keep fighting the good fight. Glory to Jesus for what He has done in your life and to ours also. God bless you sister and thank you for sharing!
**DISCLAIMER #1.) Long post alert, but please read it entirely!! Thank you!!
**DISCLAIMER #2.) Contains some personal, graphic information but I would like to keep it in my testimony so that the full impact and symptoms of uterine cancer are fully understood. If you cannot handle TMI, then please dont read this testimony!! I am sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, but it is needed for medical and testimonial purposes.
Hi everyone,
I am blue_ladybug. Most of you know me, others may not. First of all, I want to give credit to my great friend tashmeyer for encouraging me to pull my story from the confines of christian ladies forum, into Miscellaneous so that my story can be shared with all of you. I hope you find strength and courage in my story.
It was 2010, and I was 39. I had an appointment with my gynecologist, and I was telling him that I had been having very bad periods for quite some time. Heavy bleeding, alot of HUGE clots, and so on. It was so bad that I couldnt leave my house during my periods, and it interfered with personal relationships and daily activities. I questioned him about the possibility of maybe having an hysterectomy done to alleviate the symptoms. He informed me that as a general rule, they only do that IF the patient has cancer. I then asked him to do a pap smear on me, and he agreed.
About two weeks later, he did a combination pap smear and D&C. A D&C is a fancy name for scraping out the uterus of blood clots and such. It was a same-day surgery, meaning that I got to go home a few hours later. I waited for him to contact me with the results of the pap smear. Two weeks later, I got "the call." The dreaded call, in which he proceeded to tell me, on the phone instead of in his office like he SHOULD have, that "we found cancerous cells and need to operate as soon as possible." That information did'nt slap me in the face until I got off the phone with him. I went outside and waited for my mom, because we were going shopping. In the few minutes that I waited, a multitude of thoughts ran through my head: "Why ME? Why is it me, and not my sister who has smoked like a chimney for 30-something years!!" Why are you allowing me to get cancer, God? After all I've suffered through already with my periods, you dump this on me too?!!"
That was my mindset that day. Anyway, my mom came and we left. She asked me how I was and I started bawling and said, "the doctor just called and I have cancer"!! She kept looking at me and saying, "are you kidding?" I think she was in shock too. I asked her not to tell my dad, or sisters and brother. I wanted to do that myself. I dried my eyes because I was grocery shopping and didnt want everyone staring at me bawling. LOL. My dad took me back home and helped me bring my groceries in. I then told him I had cancer, and I can still remember the look on his face to this day. He told me it would be okay, they would do the surgery, and I would be fine. His words echoed my moms words almost verbatim. She told me the same thing. My dad then pointed to a picture of a person I have on my fridge door, and said, "do you believe in this man?" The picture, as you probably have guessed, was of Jesus, and I said, "of course I believe in Jesus." My dad then said, "then trust in him right now." I tried to, I really did, but it was hard because my head was full of what ifs?. What if its more than they saw? What if they dont get it all? I'm not one to trust people easily, but I have always tried to trust God. He alone is the great healer. Modern doctors and medicine are limited, but God is not.
Anyway, two weeks after I got the results, I had the surgery. It's kind of odd how everything happened exactly two weeks apart. Two is now my lucky number. LOL. The day of the surgery, the surgeon called me and told me to get to the hospital earlier than planned, because he had a surgery cancellation and was able to take me right there and then. I live in Vermont, the surgery was at Dartmouth-Hitchcock in New Hampshire, so it took about an hour to get there. My dad had a lead foot all the way down there!! LOL.
They took me right in and hustled me into surgery. I was glad they took me earlier because that morning, out of extreme stress, I had started my period AGAIN!! It had ended only two weeks earlier. I thought they wouldnt be able to do the surgery now because of it, but they did anyway. The doctors, who are both gynecologists AND married to each other, disputed whether I would be there only overnight or for a couple of days. Well, I HATE hospitals, so that entire night, I took my IV and walked up and down the hallways all night!! There was no way I was gonna give them an excuse to keep me for two days!!
That ordeal was almost exactly four years ago. It will be four years on July 7th. I made it through my ordeal with cancer. I did not have to do chemo or radiation, nor would I have done them. It did not make sense to me why I should make myself SICKER to make myself BETTER. Doctors did not heal me. Medicine did not heal me. GOD healed me!! He gave me cancer for a reason, and I'm blessed enough to know what that reason is. I am not being prideful, or presumptuous when I say that. God gave me cancer, to alleviate the symptoms of my periods. I went through unimaginable horror with them, and every month I would say, "please Jesus help me!! I cant take this anymore"!! It took several YEARS, but God finally answered my prayers by giving me the gift of cancer. Yes, I consider my cancer to be a gift. I didnt consider it a gift at the time, of course, lol, but looking back now, I see that it was.
I know some of you are reading that statement in shock. Shock that I can consider something so horrible as a wonderful gift!! Well, then you will really be shocked to know that I am also truly GRATEFUL for getting cancer!! It's crazy, but getting cancer SAVED my life.
Please dont leave any replies saying "how dare you say something like that!! That's blasphemous!!" It is not blasphemous to ME. It is the God's honest truth. Only someone who has stood where I was in this, can truly understand those two comments of gratefulness and gifts. I'm alive today by the grace of God. Thank you God, for letting me live to share my story with these people. I hope you will be given hope and strength by reading my story. If you know someone who is going through something similar, please encourage them to read this. Sorry so long, thanks for reading this and God bless you all!!
**DISCLAIMER #2.) Contains some personal, graphic information but I would like to keep it in my testimony so that the full impact and symptoms of uterine cancer are fully understood. If you cannot handle TMI, then please dont read this testimony!! I am sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, but it is needed for medical and testimonial purposes.
Hi everyone,
I am blue_ladybug. Most of you know me, others may not. First of all, I want to give credit to my great friend tashmeyer for encouraging me to pull my story from the confines of christian ladies forum, into Miscellaneous so that my story can be shared with all of you. I hope you find strength and courage in my story.
It was 2010, and I was 39. I had an appointment with my gynecologist, and I was telling him that I had been having very bad periods for quite some time. Heavy bleeding, alot of HUGE clots, and so on. It was so bad that I couldnt leave my house during my periods, and it interfered with personal relationships and daily activities. I questioned him about the possibility of maybe having an hysterectomy done to alleviate the symptoms. He informed me that as a general rule, they only do that IF the patient has cancer. I then asked him to do a pap smear on me, and he agreed.
About two weeks later, he did a combination pap smear and D&C. A D&C is a fancy name for scraping out the uterus of blood clots and such. It was a same-day surgery, meaning that I got to go home a few hours later. I waited for him to contact me with the results of the pap smear. Two weeks later, I got "the call." The dreaded call, in which he proceeded to tell me, on the phone instead of in his office like he SHOULD have, that "we found cancerous cells and need to operate as soon as possible." That information did'nt slap me in the face until I got off the phone with him. I went outside and waited for my mom, because we were going shopping. In the few minutes that I waited, a multitude of thoughts ran through my head: "Why ME? Why is it me, and not my sister who has smoked like a chimney for 30-something years!!" Why are you allowing me to get cancer, God? After all I've suffered through already with my periods, you dump this on me too?!!"
That was my mindset that day. Anyway, my mom came and we left. She asked me how I was and I started bawling and said, "the doctor just called and I have cancer"!! She kept looking at me and saying, "are you kidding?" I think she was in shock too. I asked her not to tell my dad, or sisters and brother. I wanted to do that myself. I dried my eyes because I was grocery shopping and didnt want everyone staring at me bawling. LOL. My dad took me back home and helped me bring my groceries in. I then told him I had cancer, and I can still remember the look on his face to this day. He told me it would be okay, they would do the surgery, and I would be fine. His words echoed my moms words almost verbatim. She told me the same thing. My dad then pointed to a picture of a person I have on my fridge door, and said, "do you believe in this man?" The picture, as you probably have guessed, was of Jesus, and I said, "of course I believe in Jesus." My dad then said, "then trust in him right now." I tried to, I really did, but it was hard because my head was full of what ifs?. What if its more than they saw? What if they dont get it all? I'm not one to trust people easily, but I have always tried to trust God. He alone is the great healer. Modern doctors and medicine are limited, but God is not.
Anyway, two weeks after I got the results, I had the surgery. It's kind of odd how everything happened exactly two weeks apart. Two is now my lucky number. LOL.
The day of the surgery, the surgeon called me and told me to get to the hospital earlier than planned, because he had a surgery cancellation and was able to take me right there and then. I live in Vermont, the surgery was at Dartmouth-Hitchcock in New Hampshire, so it took about an hour to get there. My dad had a lead foot all the way down there!! LOL. They took me right in and hustled me into surgery. I was glad they took me earlier because that morning, out of extreme stress, I had started my period AGAIN!! It had ended only two weeks earlier. I thought they wouldnt be able to do the surgery now because of it, but they did anyway. The doctors, who are both gynecologists AND married to each other, disputed whether I would be there only overnight or for a couple of days. Well, I HATE hospitals, so that entire night, I took my IV and walked up and down the hallways all night!! There was no way I was gonna give them an excuse to keep me for two days!!
That ordeal was almost exactly four years ago. It will be four years on July 7th. I made it through my ordeal with cancer. I did not have to do chemo or radiation, nor would I have done them. It did not make sense to me why I should make myself SICKER to make myself BETTER. Doctors did not heal me. Medicine did not heal me. GOD healed me!! He gave me cancer for a reason, and I'm blessed enough to know what that reason is. I am not being prideful, or presumptuous when I say that. God gave me cancer, to alleviate the symptoms of my periods. I went through unimaginable horror with them, and every month I would say, "please Jesus help me!! I cant take this anymore"!! It took several YEARS, but God finally answered my prayers by giving me the gift of cancer. Yes, I consider my cancer to be a gift. I didnt consider it a gift at the time, of course, lol, but looking back now, I see that it was.
I know some of you are reading that statement in shock. Shock that I can consider something so horrible as a wonderful gift!! Well, then you will really be shocked to know that I am also truly GRATEFUL for getting cancer!! It's crazy, but getting cancer SAVED my life.
Please dont leave any replies saying "how dare you say something like that!! That's blasphemous!!" It is not blasphemous to ME. It is the God's honest truth. Only someone who has stood where I was in this, can truly understand those two comments of gratefulness and gifts. I'm alive today by the grace of God. Thank you God, for letting me live to share my story with these people.
I hope you will be given hope and strength by reading my story. If you know someone who is going through something similar, please encourage them to read this. Sorry so long, thanks for reading this and God bless you all!!Hi Lady Blue!! I haven't written anything in a while, but I just want you to know that the roses that you're receiving by sharing your testimony is WONDERFUL!!! Like I told you once before, you are an inspiration. Continue to allow the Lord to use you. Your testimony has guided you into your purpose. God is smiling on you!! Stay Blessed
L
What a wonderful Testimony and God Bless you,
I am in the first steps of 3 different test, Breast, Cervix and Kidney and know the cervical diagnosis will not be done until the end of the mo so it is a waiting game but my Father waits with me. I know all of this illness and my marital separation is part of God's plan and it will be revealed!
I am in the first steps of 3 different test, Breast, Cervix and Kidney and know the cervical diagnosis will not be done until the end of the mo so it is a waiting game but my Father waits with me. I know all of this illness and my marital separation is part of God's plan and it will be revealed!
J
I come down with none Hopkins lymphoma in 2013 , I ask God why , I have always loved everyone since I got saved and born again
sometime God let's thing happen to us to make us have more compassion . the only thing cancer has done good for me is to make me have more compassion for cancer . Jesus cares about us all and he want's us all to love and care about others.
sometime God let's thing happen to us to make us have more compassion . the only thing cancer has done good for me is to make me have more compassion for cancer . Jesus cares about us all and he want's us all to love and care about others.
I am going through something at this time that is affecting me physically very much. Still waiting for lab results. I feel like I am living in two realms - one in my flesh which tends to "look under the bed for the monsters", and the other realm is where God is and my faith is daily put to the test. I have to believe that God is in total control and I do, but I find it is a constant talking to myself to stay at peace. I have to stay in His presence. And remember to live only in the moment.
I know that I am growing in compassion for others who suffer, especially for those who seem to wait for the hand of God to show forth.
Blue, what I caught from your testimony is that I need to look at what I have as a gift too. But it is just the wrapping on a package that soon will be opened and the precious gift inside will be shown to me. I needed a visual. I now know why I was drawn to your thread tonight.
I know that I am growing in compassion for others who suffer, especially for those who seem to wait for the hand of God to show forth.
Blue, what I caught from your testimony is that I need to look at what I have as a gift too. But it is just the wrapping on a package that soon will be opened and the precious gift inside will be shown to me. I needed a visual. I now know why I was drawn to your thread tonight.
I talk to myself all the time.. lol.. It keeps me sane.. I hope you get favorable lab results back, and I'm glad that you were drawn to this thread.
I hope you get favorable lab results back, and I'm glad that you were drawn to this thread.
But it's normal to talk to yourself it's even normal to respond to yourself but when you ask yourself to please repeat yourself then it's straight jacket time ;b
D
I am new to this chat room and so very grateful to have found it.
Last year, with no insurance and unusual bleeding for four years, I finally set up an appointment with my OBGYN for the day my Medicare became effective. Within two days I was diagnosed with Stage 2 Uterine cancer.
I remember making the call to my Chaplain husband at a men's breakfast meeting causing him to rush home immediately. I was numb. We prayed and then it all became a blur.
Robotic surgery for a complete hysterectomy was scheduled for a month later. During that month of waiting, two different friends gave me reading material on healing. I remember stealing precious time in desperation to be alone with our Lord in order to prostrate myself before Him one day. I had spent too many years of being too "busy" for Him other than church and some prayer meetings. My job, that I loved so much, had become my God. For once He had my attention.
As I sat there I laid out the reading material before me and became very quiet. I wanted to feel Him once again. I had to feel His arms around me. There was guilt and feelings of not deserving to even ask that. I remember saying to Him, "Lord, that you would have promises of healing for me! Me ???!!! I sat there knowing that after Him healing me I would never, ever have a shallow depth in our relationship again. It was inconceivable that He would forgive me. I cried out to Him in amazement that He had to bring me to this point and yet still loved me enough to do anything for me. In humbleness and sorrow for the little that was given, complete surrender was found and all fear removed.
Every chance I got I sat quietly to feel his presence.
Two days after surgery my husband and I were still at a hotel near the hospital as a precaution. Something was not right. We decided to return home anyway. The morning after our arrival I began vomiting brown fluid with a burning sensation in my esophagus that became unbearable. I called my surgeon and instead spoke to the top surgeon who was on call. He stated that there was not enough time to return to that hospital but to go to the nearest ER immediately. In doing so, we learned I had a blocked colon. With a week's stay in our local hospital nights were spent looking out of the panoramic window view of the evening sky. One night the Lord spoke to me telling me that He was the Sun, the Moon and the Stars and that He was everywhere. Again I was shocked and felt goose pimples and the cold rush of excitement with His message.
A week later the feeling of not being able to breathe woke me up one morning at home. In the ER we were told that we were dealing with bilateral blood clots in my lungs and in my right leg. The hospital stay was eleven days this time. The doctors informed me that this would be a lifetime struggle. Pneumonia then set in during that time at the hospital.
Again there was no fear.
While in the hospital the doctors kept insisting that as soon as the release was made to go home that aggressive chemo and radiation had to be arranged.
After months of having to recuperate, finally, we had a meeting with the Oncologist. He walked into the room, sat down, picked up the reports and stated that there had been 34 lymph nodes removed and there were no signs of cancer, therefore, chemo was not necessary but that they recommended radiation for the cancerous tumor that had spread outside of my uterus and the cancer that had stopped just before entering some of my lymph nodes as a precaution.
I was miraculously healed! God had shown me the full glory of His forgiveness and power. He had even removed my normal, everyday extreme anxiety in His reassurance to me in preparation of surgery and afterwards.
Today it is with excitement that I find opportunities to share my testimony so that others may have hope in our Lord Jesus Christ and what He can do for even someone like me!
Last year, with no insurance and unusual bleeding for four years, I finally set up an appointment with my OBGYN for the day my Medicare became effective. Within two days I was diagnosed with Stage 2 Uterine cancer.
I remember making the call to my Chaplain husband at a men's breakfast meeting causing him to rush home immediately. I was numb. We prayed and then it all became a blur.
Robotic surgery for a complete hysterectomy was scheduled for a month later. During that month of waiting, two different friends gave me reading material on healing. I remember stealing precious time in desperation to be alone with our Lord in order to prostrate myself before Him one day. I had spent too many years of being too "busy" for Him other than church and some prayer meetings. My job, that I loved so much, had become my God. For once He had my attention.
As I sat there I laid out the reading material before me and became very quiet. I wanted to feel Him once again. I had to feel His arms around me. There was guilt and feelings of not deserving to even ask that. I remember saying to Him, "Lord, that you would have promises of healing for me! Me ???!!! I sat there knowing that after Him healing me I would never, ever have a shallow depth in our relationship again. It was inconceivable that He would forgive me. I cried out to Him in amazement that He had to bring me to this point and yet still loved me enough to do anything for me. In humbleness and sorrow for the little that was given, complete surrender was found and all fear removed.
Every chance I got I sat quietly to feel his presence.
Two days after surgery my husband and I were still at a hotel near the hospital as a precaution. Something was not right. We decided to return home anyway. The morning after our arrival I began vomiting brown fluid with a burning sensation in my esophagus that became unbearable. I called my surgeon and instead spoke to the top surgeon who was on call. He stated that there was not enough time to return to that hospital but to go to the nearest ER immediately. In doing so, we learned I had a blocked colon. With a week's stay in our local hospital nights were spent looking out of the panoramic window view of the evening sky. One night the Lord spoke to me telling me that He was the Sun, the Moon and the Stars and that He was everywhere. Again I was shocked and felt goose pimples and the cold rush of excitement with His message.
A week later the feeling of not being able to breathe woke me up one morning at home. In the ER we were told that we were dealing with bilateral blood clots in my lungs and in my right leg. The hospital stay was eleven days this time. The doctors informed me that this would be a lifetime struggle. Pneumonia then set in during that time at the hospital.
Again there was no fear.
While in the hospital the doctors kept insisting that as soon as the release was made to go home that aggressive chemo and radiation had to be arranged.
After months of having to recuperate, finally, we had a meeting with the Oncologist. He walked into the room, sat down, picked up the reports and stated that there had been 34 lymph nodes removed and there were no signs of cancer, therefore, chemo was not necessary but that they recommended radiation for the cancerous tumor that had spread outside of my uterus and the cancer that had stopped just before entering some of my lymph nodes as a precaution.
I was miraculously healed! God had shown me the full glory of His forgiveness and power. He had even removed my normal, everyday extreme anxiety in His reassurance to me in preparation of surgery and afterwards.
Today it is with excitement that I find opportunities to share my testimony so that others may have hope in our Lord Jesus Christ and what He can do for even someone like me!
