Friday, August 21, 2015

More reasons for faith

Yucky eye
Well, I will be honest.  This has been a hard week.  About a week ago I was eating lunch when quite suddenly I had a large discharge of puss from the corner of my left eye.  This is the eye I had surgery on.  It was probably a tablespoon of puss, really yucky.   A great way to ruin your appetite if I ever had one.  We called all of our doctors offices but they were all out and their staff said "Go to the emergency room"  I don't like going to the ER but we went anyway.  At the ER they did tests for infection and took a new CAT scan of my brain.  Honestly, as I was walking into the ER I didn't feel very good.  I was even having a little trouble walking.   I have also had lots of pain lately, especially headaches.

Anyway, they told me that I had an infection and wanted to do IV antibiotics.  They also said that the CAT scan did not look good.  They said that tumor had grown significantly and was pressing on my brain and not a little.  It was applying pressure all over, enough to push my whole brain 10 mm to the left.  Especially concerning was pressure on my brain stem.  The brain stem is nothing to mess around with.  It controls things like breathing, and heart beat and a ton of other stuff.  Kind of important functions.  Some of the pressure was from tumor, much of it was from swelling.  The doctor felt like the swelling was enough that my life was in immediate danger.  He recommended that I have IV steroids to bring the swelling down immediately.

I have been avoiding any sort of steroids because the researchers in Houston tell me that steroids kill off my T cells.  Honestly I just didn't know what to do.  Because the hour was late in Houston I couldn't contact them.  I don't want to mess up my T cells but I also didn't want a life threatening event in my brain.  So, when the doctor left the room I simply said a prayer.  I may not know what to do but God does.  So I asked Him what I should do.

For some reason, of late, I have had the most amazing connection with Heaven.  It is almost as if I have a telephone when I pray.  In all of my life I have never gotten answers so quickly and so clearly. Many of the impressions are much too sacred for me to share in a blog.  I am so grateful for this connection at this time in my life.  This night was no exception.  A clear answer came right away.  The words that formed in my mind said simply "Eric, please do both the antibiotics and the steroids.  This is important and urgent and don't worry about the T cells, it will all be fine."  So, off we went on the new drugs that they wanted to give me.

Within hours I started feeling a lot better.  I could walk easily again.  My pain began to go down.  My mental clarity improved.  And, interestingly enough my answers from heaven became even more profound and clear as the swelling in my brain went down.  Wow, this connection with Heaven is almost beyond belief.  I am so thankful.  The other day I asked God, "Why am I getting answers so readily right now?"  Almost immediately the answer came,  "Eric, you should know that I love you.  Your answers are coming so readily right now because you are worthy and you need them.  I would have thought that would have been obvious"

Anyway, we started the week needing an MRI to continue in the study in Houston.  This was an important image for us.  If my cancer has progressed I may be taken out of the study.  So, I am good at MRI's  I would estimate that I have had 24-36 MRI's since this began.  They really don't bother me.  Thankfully I am not claustrophobic.

Well this was officially the hardest MRI that I have ever had.  They put me into the machine and it was fine.  Halfway through I was pulled out while they gave me a contrast die to look for cancer better.  This is a liquid injected into my veins.  Anyway, the technician left to go back into the control booth and the machine began re-inserting me into the tube.  Suddenly I was overwhelmed with the most terrible nausea.  Realize that at this point my head is in a metal cage and can't move and I am bound to the table.  I started barfing my guts out.  The vomit was running down my face and filled up my sinuses.  My head was laying in a pool of oatmeal vomit.  It was in my ears and all over my face.  My mouth was full and the robotic machine voice kept saying, "Do not move, do not swallow"  I had a panic button I could have pushed.  I probably should have pushed it but I kept thinking, "I know that they only have so much time to get this image after the dye is injected.   I just need to hold still"  It was so awful.  I lay like that for about 40 minutes.  Finally it was over and the machine spit me out.  The technician came back into the room and saw what had happened.  He felt so badly.  He told me, "how in the world did you hold so still.  You held more still that most of my normal patients."  I told him that I tried really hard so that he could get a good image.  Anyway, it was not easy.

He gave me a cup to rinse my mouth and some towels to clean myself up with.  I went to my locker.  Truly, through these last four years I have tried really hard to never murmur with my afflictions.  That day was really hard.  I was kind of emotionally overwhelmed.  I sat on the bench in the locker room and told Heavenly Father "Why does everything have to be so hard for me.  I'm really not a bad person.  Why can't this ever be easy"  Again, an answer came almost instantly.  It said, "Eric, I am so sorry for your suffering.  You should know that in the future you will have a chance to help others who suffer greatly.  What you are going through right now will help you in the future to help them better.  There is a purpose in what you are going through.  I will try to be gentle with you dear Eric."  Needless to say I was pretty tearful  by the time I met JoLynne in the waiting room.

So, the MRI was not good either.  It showed essentially what the CAT scan showed.  We will talk to the doctor in Houston today about it.  I still have faith that God has prepared a way for me to escape this awful cancer, I just don't know exactly how that will happen right now.  I pray that I will recognize the path when I find it.

It was almost two years ago now that JoLynne and I sat in a doctors office at Mayo clinic.  This was a very intelligent man.  He looked at my scans and told me that my time in this life was over.  He told me that nothing could be done for me.  He estimated that I had three weeks to live.  I left that awful appointment with my sweetheart.  We were so distraught.  I remember thinking. "A renowned doctor is telling me that I need to prepare to die and righteous priesthood holders have told me in blessings that I will be healed.  They can't both be right.  I need to decide who to believe."  At that time I chose to believe in priesthood blessings.  Two years later, here I am.  God was right, the doctor was wrong.  I am still choosing to believe in priesthood blessings.

12 comments:

  1. My heart goes out to you, my dearest Uncle. I love you so so much. Please know I am praying my very hardest for you and pleading for things to be better. I don't have the amazing faith you have, but I DO believe in the power of prayer & fasting and I promise to do both for you always. I love you. I admire you. You are just amazing.

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  2. Candace, I think that it would simply be impossible for me to have a nicer niece than you.

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  3. We will put our faith and prayers with yours. I'm so sorry.
    Heavenly father loves you, and so do we!

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    1. Thank you Jessica. I love and appreciate you. Thank you for your prayers and your faith. Truthfully, they sustain me through my trials. I so appreciate them. Maybe more than you will ever know. I don't think of myself as a brave person and yet with the help of dear friends like you I have managed to stay brave when I am really kind of not brave on my own. Thank you.

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  4. You are an inspiration to me. We continue to remember you in every prayer, every day.

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    1. Dear Weldon,

      You are a true and life long friend. I am so glad that I know you. I appreciate you and Barbara so much, especially when things are hard. Thank you.

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  5. I feel like a song that is on repeat- but I just can't express enough what an inspiration you are. You and JoLynne are the strongest people I know. I can only hope to be a fraction of the people you are. Your faith and happiness despite everything is amazing. I love you all. I think of you all the time and pray for you. If you need some help illustrating your book I know a couple of people who may be able to help.

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    1. As long as we have a song on repeat let me add my lyrics..."My dear Elise, my sister by law, you are so kind, it fills me with awe"

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  6. Eric I always knew you were one of the great ones. That may be why I invited to tag along so much, maybe I thought some would rub off. I never have understood why I brought you along so much, but I do remember it being very important to me. iI'm sorry for your trials, I plead with God to stop them and cure you bro. Thank you for sharing this journey of faith and trials of yours. Love your friend and brother Roland

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    1. I so much loved reading your reply by dear brother Roland. You have always been such a good brother to me. When my father died and I was young it destroyed my world. My dad was my best friend and it felt like my heart had been torn from my breast. Truly I was kind of a mess. I was only four and had a hard time understanding what was happening in my world. Into that mess steps Roland Whatcott. Just a year and a half older than me but so much more mature than me. Your life had some challenges too. You could have easily resented me. We all moved into your house. It was too crowded and really I was probably a bit clingy to you. But, for some reason you never did act as though you resented me. You included me in all your adventures and friendships. We swam away the summers together and spent countless hours playing in ditches and buying penny candies together. You made me happy when I was SO sad. I will always love you my brother. I couldn't ask for better. I know we have a different mom and dad but you will always by my brother just the same as ifwe had a full blood connection. I love you Roland.

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  7. I am so grateful to have met you and jolynne (although under different circumstances would have been preferable!). You have both been an example to me. I think and pray for you often. Recently ibwas old I was having another miscarriage. I got a blessing and prayed so hard for a miracle. My medical knowledge told me it wasn't possible, but I thought of you. Faith makes all possible! We are at 18.5 weeks and all is looking good. Thankyou for reminding me frequently of a higher plan and for being such a great example of faith. Much love to you and your family! Love, Breanna (Fawcett) Reese

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  8. We love and pray for you everyday! You will be healed! We can't wait to see you in a few weeks!

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