The Results

Life got a little more complicated for me early this week. The biopsy I did more than a week back indicates that I have lymphoma. Although the final report is not out yet, the tests so far suggest that it is a low grade sub-type. The doctor said that if I had to have lymphoma this was the type I would want to have. I took in the news a-matter-of-factly. I don't think it was courage; I did some form of mental gibberish calculation in my head and concluded that this was going to be okay but quite inconvenient. There is a fine line between optimism and denial, and I am not quite sure which side I am on.

Today I had to explain to my two younger kids why we may have to cancel our family vacation to the UK in June. My son asked me what the doctor needed to do to me. I explained that they had to give me a strong medicine to kill the white blood cells that have turned into mutants. He understood and hid his disappointment well. We agreed we will get a Lego set instead.

I don't have the benefit of knowing what lies ahead in life. This is my detour and I have to let my faith be my sight in these unfamiliar terrain. I take comfort that Jesus knows exactly what I am about to go through. I am also glad He has an answer for me whichever way this story unfolds. In the mean time I am going to follow my daughter's stern reminder a moment ago. She wanted do have some milk and I asked her to ask Mommy. She said "Didn't Jesus give you these legs? Can't you walk?" So I got up and got the milk for her. I shall march on with whatever God has given me.

Thanks for the overwhelming support I have received and please keep me and my family in prayer.