results

I felt so bad this morning as I woke up and realized I had so many prayers being lifted up for me yesterday and went to bed last night without ever telling you the results of my MRI.  SOOO..I hope that you saw Donovan's post on facebook and saw what we found out. 

I started my day yesterday at 4 a.m. and worked up until my MRI at 8 a.m. Donovan came to the Hospital "picked me up" off of the 3rd floor and went down to the main floor for the MRI.  I was thrilled that they let him come in to do the scan with me.  I didn't realize they had to start an IV to put contrast through me to see the liver.  I also didn't realize how much of my whole body had to be in the tunnel of the MRI.  I was under the impression that it would be just a little of my face when I was debating if I would want medication or not for claustrophobia.  But it was my whole face and I freaked out.  I like to think I'm a big girl now...but something about going into a tiny little hole with your arms over your head {to get a clear shot of your liver} and going into a cave-like extremely small space where you can't talk or move is a little over the top for me. 

I freaked out!  I had fleeting thoughts of running for the hills.  BUT I so badly wanted to know the results of this.  So I asked Donovan to pray for me.  And he did.  And as soon as he finished praying out loud, I asked him to pray again.  And he did.  It helped and within 5 minutes I could finally put mind over matter and relax.

So the MRI took about 45 min and it was a series of holding your breath and breathing slowly while holding very still and not talking.  All hard things for me...well, except for the breathing.  And actually not.  Because they had monitors on my breathing too...and if I relaxed too much that made my breathing shallow and I had to breath a certain way so that it wouldn't mess up the test.  I had headphones on so that she could give me the breathing instructions.

So after the test I returned to work.  My supervisor was more than happy to give me the whole day off, but I wanted to keep my little mind busy.  At lunch I went downstairs and the results were in.  Only it was a lot of medical terminology jargon that I couldn't very easily make sense of.  So I called my Dr. to see if she had the results and she could give me the down low.  Only she was with patients and the nurse took the message and I waited some more.  A couple of hours later...She called with the news that it was a hemangioma and cyst.  Both benign and both not harmful to me.   Praise GOD!!! 

I called Donovan and kept working.  Although I wanted to go down to the gift shop and buy myself some balloons and a Starbucks with some confetti to throw on myself.  If I could've I would throw the confetti on God. 

I got home from work about 6 p.m. to a table that was set by candlelight & hugs from all of my peeps and we celebrated what God did for our family.  When our supper was over the doorbell rang~ and it was the neighbor bringing over fresh chocolate chip cookies.  {I love God's timing}  And although I would've like to personally hug and/or call each and everyone that lifted/carried me through this time....I went to bed.  I was just so spent.  I'm sorry I didn't call any of you.  I was emotionally and physically exhausted!!  But am so thankful for you....my friends and family.  This age of modern technology made it possible for me to feel so loved and cared for through the power of words and encouragement via facebook/email/texts. SO thank you!!!  God is good.  All the time.

You have turned for me my mourning into dancing; You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, to the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever!! Psalm 31:11-12 :: God is GOOD and ever so faithful! ::