My husband, Bob, has been in the hospital for a little over two weeks. He’s already had 4 rounds of intravenous chemo and they just changed his oral chemo med tonight. The oral chemo targets the Chronic Myeloid Leukemia. The intravenous chemo targets the Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. The CML mutated into ALL but the CML still exists. The doctors tell us that both cancers have the Philadelphia Chromosome, which makes his condition rare and difficult to treat. Since they don’t have much data to fall back on with this rare combination, his medical team came up with what they are referring to as a “hybrid treatment plan.”
He’ll receive round 5 of intravenous chemo this Thursday.
All his blood counts are in the range that the doctors expected them to be this week and overall his doctors are happy with how Bob is responding.
About 4:00pm yesterday, Bob’s chemo nurse told him that he would be receiving another chemo drug by injection on Friday and that his doctors would explain more about it in the morning.
Bob wasn’t expecting to receive anything on Friday so the news was overwhelming and hard for him to hear. He slipped into depression.
I wasn’t there when he heard the news. I returned at 5:00pm.
I usually park in the parking garage but decided to go in the emergency entrance when I got back to the hospital.
As I entered, there was a man sitting in a wheel chair by the door. He looked at me and asked if I was a volunteer. I said no. He asked, “Do you work here?” I replied, “No, I’m on my way up to the 5th. floor to visit my husband. The man asked, “What’s your husband’s name?” I responded, “Robert”. “Can you give Robert a message for me?” he asked. I nodded. Then he said, “You tell Robert that I’m praying for him and to keep the faith!” I smiled, thanked him and told him that I’d definitely give him the message. As I approached the elevator, he yelled out “You both keep the faith!”
How can we not keep the faith when God sends messengers (perhaps even angels) to encourage us daily?
Bob’s words after he heard the message? “Our God is good. He is reminding me that He’s right here with me and He’ll never leave me.” His spirits lifted.
Peace returned to Bob’s heart and he rested well last night.
(I snapped the above photo from Bob’s hospital room)