Tomorrow morning we'll get up before dawn, take our sweet foster girl to a respite home (of dear friends), pick up my dad, and head to Cleveland for my surgery. First I will have blue radioactive dye injected into the melanoma site (which I am secretly hoping gives me some kind of super power) and they will watch where the dye drains to. They will make note of which lymph node basin and which is the sentinel node and I will head to a different part of the hospital to have a node or two removed and sent for biopsy (we are believing and trusting God that the results will be good), after the lymph nodes are on their way, my melanoma, which a friend has appropriately named "assmole" will be evicted with two centimeter margins in all directions leaving me with a gnarly scar, which I will proudly wear.
Overall, I am not sure if I feel overwhelming peace, or just numb, but I feel positive and hopeful and truthfully I've been taking such good care of myself that I haven't physically felt this well in quite some time. The plan is to get some rest tonight, rock this surgery tomorrow and be home by dinner. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous about the pain, the possible drain for lymphatic fluid and the idea of letting other people take care of my sweet kids, but I'd also be lying if I said I didn't have a list of books, TEDTalks, and Netflix movies all ready. In the past few weeks I've seen quite a bit of growth in myself. It sounds a little crazy but I am grateful. I am grateful for the perspective this cancer has brought.
I am enjoying my days, my family and my friends, I am eating well, exercising and spending time in my bible. I am healthy and I have EVERY confidence with Him, I can BEAT this cancer. I'd appreciate your continued prayers on this journey because I can truly FEEL every one and it has done MUCH for my heart. The outpouring of love has been amazing. I am a blessed woman.