Knowing I almost won my first round during Round 3, I decided it was time to fight smarter. I thought about things I could do differently to finally leave the cancer center without having a treatment stopped again.
I realized walking around might not be the best thing to do, so I promised the nurses I would only get up to use the restroom. I figured this would be the smart thing to do.
I want to pause for a moment to share how God really is in the smallest of details in our lives before I get into Round 3 - Knocked Down Again.
As I stepped back into the ring for Round 2 I knew I needed a different strategy. I decided to ask if they would slow the infusion down to two and a half hours, they agreed. I was determined to not be knocked out this time either, I didn't want to be a living zombie again. As I sat in the chair I noticed something refreshing.
When I stepped into the ring for the first time to fight cancer I was extremely nervous. I wanted to be as confident as a young Mike Tyson when he stepped into the ring or as I envisioned a follower of Christ can be, but I am not going to lie, I was truly nervous. As I looked around the waiting room it became apparent how many people have been impacted by cancer.
When I finally met with my oncologist Dr. Beck, his recommendation was to get 12 treatments over a six month period. I have to admit, I wasn't excited by this number, but I was excited at the "Fully Cured" prognosis at the end of it. Then he went into the potential side-effects.
I know what you are thinking. Everything sounds good, why is Randy acting like President Trump and screaming, "Fake News"? Well, as it turns out once they were able to dissect the part of the colon and lymph nodes my surgeon removed they discovered something shocking.
November 26, 2019 was the first time I have ever been under the knife so to speak. I will admit two things surprised me on this day. First, how nervous I became as I started being prepped. I was as cool as a cucumber at first, but the coolness quickly left. Oh I never doubted God, but I sure wished He had me at Disney World or at a Chinese buffet instead of the operating room. The second thing to surprise me was all the people that came to see me before the surgery.
After spending the day on the mountain some of the dates have become harder to remember, but it seems like I waited for an eternity to have my imaging appointment scheduled. To be fair it probably was a combination of taking a while, plus my anxiousness to get the results. Then before I knew it, I was doing a 24-hour prep to get ready for the imaging. Sadly the prep was almost as bad as preparing for the endoscopy/colonoscopy.
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