Rex, my husband, and I thought we’d be leaving for Boise by 8 AM. However, the office gal from the surgeon’s I had chosen called to say that it was ‘no go’ with them because they didn’t take Blue Cross’ HMO insurance. That began an upsetting round of 3 hours trying to set up an appointment with another (Blue Cross approved) surgeon. We could have left it to my primary physician. However, he was not in today and not available by pager. We felt pressed to make the appointments as soon as possible. Finally, after much frustration, the schedule was set. To our further blessing, the oncologist said she could see us today.
Dr. H… gave me a thorough examination and some good news that comforted us. The lump was small – 1.3 cm. It is well-differentiated which means that the cancer cells still look a lot like normal cells (and therefore, haven’t infiltrated much outside the lump). Her assessment was that the lymph nodes probably haven’t been infected. The cancer was caught early. All good news! She did what she could to discourage me from rejecting radiation. “If the cancer recurs, it’s just that much harder to take care of it,” she said. Hmmm….
I couldn’t tell Dr. H… that the path I wanted to take towards full recovery had been partially shaped this morning when I read my scriptures. I had had no preconceived plan of searching miracles out. I just began to read where I’d left off on Monday. To my surprise, I had a sweet feeling of the spirit, a soft witness, when reading Chapter 17 of first Nephi. In it, young Nephi had been commanded by the Lord to build a ship that would take his extended family across the sea to the New World. Not only was he not a ship-builder by trade or hobby, but the plan revealed by the Lord was like none other he’d ever seen. In other words, Nephi was guided by the Lord to do something … unconventional.
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