Lord, If It's You...

I have been encouraged by friends and family to share my story. To keep everyone updated. To get it out of my head. To let it go.

At first, I wanted to find a blog of someone like me. Someone that has gone and made it through this battle. But I can’t find it. I know it exists, but I can’t find it. So here it is:

My husband Tyler and I have always talked about having children. We both decided in February to begin trying. We were tempted to wait until the fall so I could have the baby around the summer time. I’m a teacher so we thought that would work out perfectly- having a summer with a newborn. However, we looked it up and it said it normally takes people around six months to conceive. So we decided to start early. As you can already tell, we are quite the planners.

Going off the pill was an adjustment to say the least. I dealt with irregularity and cramps. I had to miss work for them. After ovulation kits, prayers, and tears we realized something wasn’t right. I scheduled an appointment for July for my OBGYN.

We went on a family vacation to the beach a week before the appointment. I remember walking the beach, talking to God, and just wondering what my doctor would say. I was expecting her to want to wait another six months before being concerned. On this walk, I came to a God-led realization- this was going to be a long journey.

I went to my OBGYN who I have seen since I was 13. Surprisingly, she said that she was concerned and wanted to go in and see what was going on. So we scheduled a laparoscopy & a D&C two weeks before school started. I didn’t want to try to do it during the school year. So I went in for surgery on July 29^th.

After the surgery, my doctor told my husband and parents that she removed over four polyps and that could have very well caused the issues. She also said she routinely sent them to pathology- but not expecting anything to come back.

Recovery from the surgery was a lot worse than expected. I was sore for over a week. I had to miss some of the first part of school- which was hard. On Tuesday, I decided to stay home again to rest and Tyler ended up working from home to take care of me. We got a phone call from my doctor- I thought she was just checking on my recovery. Then she said the words no one wants to hear, the results came back with cancer. Stage 1 Adenocarcinoma Uterine Cancer. Normally people with uterine cancer are over 60 or obese. Not 23 and healthy. 

My doctor was shocked. We were shocked.

She had already scheduled us an appointment with the GYN Oncologist. We went later that day not knowing what to expect. The oncologist is simply, brilliant. She answered our numerous questions and we made a plan.

Two weeks later, I got an IUD put in to fight the cancer with hormones. Now we wait until the end of November for my first biopsy.

Everyone wanted an update- so here it is. I am sitting, waiting, wishing. (as Jack Johnson would say…) More updates will come.

The name of this blog is “Lord, If It’s You…” These are the words from Peter when God called him into uncertainty, to walk on the Sea of Galilee. “Lord, if it’s You, tell me to come to you on the water.”