Once upon a time I thought that I had life all figured out…yup…but I was wrong!
I always thought I knew what I was doing and what was going to happen next. I had life all figured out, before giving myself a chance to live it. That all changed when a “monkey wrench” was thrown into my plans! Back in November 2014, I was in a very minor car accident that left no harm to my vehicle. Instead…something rare was discovered on my heart.
I didn’t know it then, but I had a “thymoma” on my heart a.k.a. cancer of the thymus gland at stage 2. I never felt sick or anything strange with my heart or chest area before, but I am so grateful to God that this mass was found! A few months later, in early January, I had it removed. It was a very difficult time period from November to January. I had no idea what was going on in my body. All we knew is that it was an “unknown mass” on my heart at the time. All the events of getting blood work done, MRI’s, doctor’s visits and being told that I couldn’t have a biopsy done because there was a possibility that the needle could go through my heart if I coughed or sneezed on the operating table….did not put me at ease, needless to say.
During this time, I was very uneasy, avoided people, avoided phone calls from the surgeon…it was a tough time mentally and emotionally to grasp this new reality. I had never been hospitalized before, except for the birth of my child…so all of this was very weird and shocking. As the day grew nearer for my surgery to take place, I shed a ton of tears in private. I also disclosed to all of my family members what I was facing. The most important part was for everything to go right, so that I would be around to raise and watch my wonderful child grow.
However, as it became closer to the day of my surgery, something took place on the inside of me….a major transition of emotions. On the inside, I had become bolder and more confident. More confident in knowing that I’ll be okay and come out of surgery even greater and stronger than before. Weird sense of intuition, but I knew I’d be okay as the day grew closer. I put all of my trust in God. However, the night before my surgery I couldn’t sleep…I might’ve slept for about two hours…the suspense in waiting kept me up for most of the night.
January 12th was here before I knew it…and I was a nervous wreck! I was off to the hospital and it wasn’t long before I was in preparation for the surgery to take place. I remember being wheeled back into the room and seeing many rows of scissors before they performed the robotic surgery on my heart. Not long after freaking out in the operating room, I fell asleep and only remember what came next…
Which was the excruciating pain that I was in after being cut open and poked and prodded everywhere! LOL!
The entire experience was a major journey and turn of events in my life. I was in tons of pain during recovery and home for nearly a month. Soon after healing up…I underwent six weeks of radiation therapy every morning before going to work. Throughout all of this, I am truly thankful to God, my family, friends, co-workers, doctors, surgeons, anesthesiologists, nurses, and therapists for their support, encouragement, and kindness.
When it comes down to it…I thought that I had life all figured out. I knew what was next, hey I knew it all. HA! As for having life figured out, I don’t. And that is okay, because this sudden turn of events has ignited a strength in me that won’t die. I’ve encountered so many emotions along this path from sorrow to uneasiness, to a strength to live life fully. I may not have life figured out, but I choose to live and that’s half the battle to living a fulfilled life.
Life may throw some unexpected turn of events your way, but embrace them as part of your “journee” for a learning experience that cannot be compared to anything else. Trust God.
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