I want to cut right to the chase. The biopsies were NEGATIVE and my surgeon is satisfied with the sample. Praise God!! He does want to follow-up with a plethora of scans in 3 months, just to be sure. My wonderful husband stepped up again to provide all the communication during these last 2 weeks, because I find it difficult enough to live it and have no desire to continually relive it in all the updates. I truly appreciate ALL the prayers, thoughts, and good wishes from each and every one of you dear friends and hope you understand why I go radio silent throughout. I will share both of my husband’s updates, as his words perfectly express where we were after the biopsies and after the doctor’s phone call.

Biopsy day – “Hi, everyone.

Well, the needle biopsy was today, and we hope it was worth it.  It was a long, painful, anxious, and frustrating day.  It took them 2 and a half hours to perform a procedure that should have taken 30 minutes.  You can imagine how Danielle must have felt when the doctor asked for a mallet, and then a drill.  (Yes, she was awake through all of this.  And guess what… Versed doesn’t work very well.)  They couldn’t get the CT and MRI to match up, so there was never any clear target for the biopsy.  He just went in and took several samples from the area.  Who knows if he got anything useful.  All we know is that Danielle is very sore, and we’re both exhausted.  We’ll just have to wait for her surgeon to call next week.

We’re frustrated and sad that we may have gone through this awful day for nothing.  We’re scared that we may now need to do a more invasive biopsy.  And we hanging on to hope that what we did today will yield the answer that this is nothing to worry about.  At this point, Danielle is exhausted and discouraged, and really doesn’t want to talk about it, but your continued prayers and good wishes are very cherished by us.

Love to all, and we’ll keep you posted.”

Results day – “God is Wonderful, my friends! Forever praise Him!!

Danielle just got a call from the doctor.  He told her that the biopsy came back negative, and that he is no longer concerned.  This was the best possible news that we could receive.  We are elated!  We were afraid that he was going to want further tests, or an open-incision biopsy, but he is satisfied with what he has seen.

Because of this little incident, he does want to see Danielle again in 3 months, rather than the planned year, just to make sure that everything is still fine.  We’re okay with this.  He is being cautious and that is a good thing.

Our blessed, wonderful, God-given friends, you have been our faithful support through this whole ordeal.  We pray that our journey through this is dark time is coming to an end.  I hope you won’t mind if we ask you again in January to lift up a few prayers for a scan which will confirm that Danielle is truly finished with what has been the most difficult chapter of her life.

God bless each and every one of you for your love and faithfulness.  HALLELUJAH!!!!”

Those pretty much sum it up. I must admit I have been feeling like a fraud the last 2 weeks. Who am I to start a blog, that I really did feel called to start, about being a hopeful survivor? Hope has been in short supply, although prayers have not. I never want to hold myself up as having a corner on the “hope market” and this experience has reinforced how critical hope is, in the midst. I will continue sharing what I have learned about hope over the last 5+ years, but be clear on the fact that hope is not something, that once found, is constant and strong. I pray that my struggles will encourage you when you find yourselves in short supply.