Tuesday, November 27, 2012. I sat in Dr. Campos' office in a white paper gown, seated on the exam table. Mark sat in the chair, head back, eyes closed. Dr. Campos finally walked into the room with my six-inch thick chart, trailed by Dr. Z. and some new medical student who quietly leaned against the wall, listening, watching, and learning.
And then he spoke the most wonderful words ever:
"You are completely normal! Your PET scan was clear, all your blood work is normal.
No Colonoscopy for three years."
The most amazing joy started deep inside me, filled me and spilled onto my face. For the first time I honestly feel that I've been healed, that this is over. I feel free. I feel alive. I have a future. Anything is possible! I feel like laughing and running, and dancing!
Instead, I thank Dr. Campos. We all agree that it was God at work through him. He tells me to come see him in six months then leaves the room, encouraged with a broad smile, and heads into the next exam room.
Alone, Mark and I look at each other with wide eyes and crazy grins. We give each other double high fives across the room. We leave his office, still in wonder at the goodness of God toward us. What a lot we have to celebrate and be thankful for! I text the kids, my family and friends on the way. Congratulatory text messages flood my phone - joy spreads!
Thank you, Jesus, for healing, for grace, for walking with me, for your joy overflowing! Please let me live every moment to bring praise and honor to you. Please show me how.
