My Story Continues

Now that we know a little more about trust, let me set the scene in our story for you. After the brain tumor was discovered, things went downhill quickly. My husband was suffering from hydrocephaly, which is swelling of the brain due to a build-up of spinal fluid within it. The tumor had grown right next to the brain stem and completely blocked off the aqueduct, which is the canal through which the spinal fluid flows out of the brain and down into the spinal cord. Because of this, the ventricles (empty cavities in your brain that contain the spinal fluid and through which it circulates) were becoming enlarged, causing all sorts of problems. This was a dangerous situation, and he was immediately scheduled for emergency surgery to relieve the pressure in his brain.

All of a sudden, he had trouble thinking well, he was losing his balance and even passed out and fell, his headaches had intensified, and he was no longer allowed to work or drive. Within a week of discovering the tumor, my husband was in surgery. They did a third ventriculostomy on him, which meant they made a hole in the membrane to another ventricle so that the spinal fluid could circulate and reabsorb through another path, relieving the pressure in his brain. This was successful, but they could not get to the tumor itself. They couldn’t even catch a glimpse of it, it was so deep inside of his brain.

Over the next month, the news continued to worsen, as the doctors conferred with other experts and made their guesses as to the type of tumor this was and what to do about it. We had a scan scheduled – exactly one month after the initial discovery of the tumor, on April 4th. One day before that, April 3rd, we went in for a consultation with the brain surgeon. This was the most terrifying meeting I had ever had in my life. The most aggressive types of brain cancers and limited life expectancies were discussed. The doctor presented our options: High-risk surgery that would almost certainly leave my husband with permanent brain damage or no surgery and a resulting maximum one-year life expectancy.

I admit that fear got the best of me that day. I was shaking like a leaf. Everything depended on the next day’s scan. These were incredibly high stakes! The next day, we sat down with our doctor to look over the results after the scan. Improbably, miraculously, without any human explanation, the tumor had shrunk from every direction – not completely, but just enough that it was undeniable. This changed everything. The doctors agreed to just watch the tumor with frequent scans. Within a day, we went from the worst news to an eleventh-hour reprieve!

Over the next ten months, the doctors continued monitoring the tumor with frequent scans. Every scan revealed that the tumor was quiet and in fact, each scan seemed to improve until January of the next year…But I am going to save that part of the story for later.

For the rest of this study, I want to talk to you about the lessons I learned during that time before and after the reprieve.

Prayer for today: Father, thank you for your words show me how important it is to trust you. And thank you that your words also show me how to trust. I pray that as I study trust, your Holy Spirit will guide me to trust you more completely and deeply, and that he will guide me into all truth. In Jesus’ name, Amen!