After a full, enjoyable Christmas Day with fourteen at the table, today – Boxing Day – I went into hospital as arranged for a CT scan checking for any clots which may have developed in the vicinity of the tumour and which may account for some pain I’ve had in the last few days. The good news is that not only has the pain now gone, but today’s visit and scan have shown there are no clots. And just when I was getting used to injecting a blood thinner drug into my stomach each day…guess I’ll have to find a new pleasurable pastime.
My next and final immunotherapy treatment is due for 9th January, and I’m continuing to feel well. My parents leave tomorrow starting their journey back to NZ. We’ve all loved being together, and at the same time we’ve all acknowledged it’s been one the hardest journeys they’ve ever had to make. It’ll be a poignant, yet hopeful goodbye. I shared with the family around the lunch table today an old phrase I heard years ago, ‘We don’t know what tomorrow holds but we know who holds tomorrow‘. That ‘who’ described himself as being the ‘alpha and omega’ – the bookends of history, the one who holds all things together, even in our individual lives. It’s good to affirm it again and know we’re not abandoned.
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8.28