Mission Accomplished

Yesterday's PET scan is a thing of the past.  I was struck by how time seems to crawl while we're waiting for something, then within the blink of an eye it's over.

The experience could not have gone more smoothly.  Initially I had hoped to write something clever and profound about how the scan applied to my journey through cancer but this morning there is only one thing I want to do.  I want to attempt to find a way to express my awareness of the power of prayer and the peace that accompanied it and how it filled every moment of the procedure, from the infusion of the sugar that rendered me temporarily radioactive to the moment the radiologist pronounced me free to go. No racing heart, no dry mouth, no apprehension...just an incredible, indescribable sense of peace.  And there is not the shadow of a doubt that it's because so many people have been praying on my behalf. How can I ever thank you all?

I'm devoting this post solely to expressing how much I appreciate the many, many times I have been blessed by the outpouring of love from so many.  My wish is that I could have the privilege of returning those blessings over and over again.

"........and pray for each other so that you may be healed.  The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective."-James 5:16 (The Message).

" Peace I leave with you; My peace I give you.  I do not give to you as the world gives.  Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid."-.John 14:27 (The Message).

On the health front:

My head will be planted firmly in the ground until next Monday😄