Chemo Number Three

I had my third chemo session today and I am still a little foggy from all the drugs. And I am queasy. But even more than that? I am grateful. I am grateful that the same drugs attacking my stomach lining are also killing my cancer. I am grateful that not only was my chest X-ray ok, the doctor said "the mass that was there has now been resolved". I am grateful for the army of people praying for me (which is much farther reaching than I could ever hope). I am grateful that God, in all His mercy and love, has chosen to answer my fervent prayers with a "yes" and calmed my spirit when anxiousness welled up. And lastly, I am grateful to have been given my life back. I sleep in my own bed, next to my dear husband. Without scratching or night sweats. My body can relax without the tension of itchiness everywhere. I can wear whatever clothes I want. But mostly I have energy to love on my kiddos. Every day. All day.