Yesterday we spent most of the day in Denver exploring an anti-cancer therapy called Selective Internal Radiation Therapy. You can learn more about this at this website:
www.sirtex.com It's truly amazing what we are learning about the creative ways doctors and scientists are trying to conquer this disease.
Whether, or not, Lee will be a candidate for this procedure remains unclear at this time. To be honest, I'd be surprised if Lee was eligible. I hate writing that, but since the cancer is advanced and is throughout her liver, the procedure may be one that we can't pursue until the tumors decrease and the liver begins to grow back. Can you see the prayer request in that? It's hard to learn about a potentially helpful option in this fight and then discover that we're very likely past the point where it is accessible to us.
We're beginning to look into other education options for our children. The load and the complexity of homeschooling multiple grade levels is becoming too burdensome to carry at this time. There are a couple charter schools we're exploring, as well as a private school connected to our church. The two charter schools are not taking any additional students at this time, which is frustrating. We'd appreciate your prayers regarding this decision, as well.
Lee had her second dose of Erbitux today. So far, she's tolerating this as well as can be expected.
Our prayer is still that God will turn this cancer around and restore Lee to complete health. We know He's not dependent upon medicine, yet often uses medicine to bring about health and restoration. Our lives are truly in His hands at all times; which is pretty scary when you think about it.
More and more, I'm reminded of Mr. and Mrs. Beaver's exchange with Lucy as she inquired about Aslan the lion in C. S. Lewis' classic, "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe":
"Is he -- quite safe? I shall feel rather nervous about meeting a lion."
"That you will, dearie, and make no mistake," said Mrs. Beaver, "if there's anyone who can appear before Aslan without their knees knocking, they're either braver than most or else just silly."
"Then he isn't safe?" said Lucy.
"Safe?" said Mr. Beaver. "Don't you hear what Mrs. Beaver tells you? Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe. But he's good. He's the king. I tell you."
Thank you for your continuing love and support.
Rob