When I am handed lemons with any aspect of this cancer diagnosis and treatment, I will make lemonade. The healthy sweetener will be my attitude as I draw from God’s strength.
When I am dealt a round of lousy cards I will play my hand to the best of my ability with grace and dignity. The game’s not over ’till God says so.
I can clearly picture Herceptin in my arsenal of weapons against breast cancer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48VSU4AZ-L0. I have an effective, multimodal approach to target and attack with a vengeance EVERY single Her2 positive breast cancer cell that might dare to linger. It is beautifully dealing with all Her2 protein over expression for me. This monoclonal antibody is like a well designed missile: specifically targeting Her2 receptors. It’s extended half life is allowing for CONSTANT exposure to tumor cells and in the unlikely event that there are any left after the mastectomy and all those rounds of chemo and radiation I’m knockin’ ’em dead every 21 days, both on the intracellular and extracellular level. It’s BINDING to Her2 cells, flagging each and every one for total destruction by my own God-given immune system which is fighting hard on my behalf. It is inhibiting proliferation of cancer cells so that my healthy cells can thrive and flourish. Thank You Lord, for Herceptin! Please make it work on my behalf. I am Yours and my hope is in YOU, God.
At Sunday School they were teaching how God created everything, including human beings. Little Johnny seemed especially intent when they told him how Eve was created out of one of Adam’s ribs. Later in the week his mother noticed him lying down as though he were ill, and she said, “Johnny, what is the matter?” Little Johnny responded, “I have a pain in my side. I think I’m going to have a wife.”