Jimmie tells me that yesterday he felt the best that he has in almost a year. Part of the reason may have been the company of good friends. Sunday was a marvelous day since it was the start of our gospel meeting at New Hope Road with Glen Hitchcock, and the fun of the fellowship meal at noon certainly didn't hurt. So Jimmie got up Monday morning feeling good and the chemo infusion was only a short hiccup. Last night we heard another great lesson from Glen and enjoyed being with brethren. Afterwards a group of us hit the local Dairy Queen to take advantage of their "buy 1 get 1 for 99 cents" offer. (There was a birthday and an anniversary in the group that just needed celebrating.) As we were sitting there listening to Jimmie tell funny stories I was so pleased to see him energetic and happy again that I didn't even complain about the fact that he was talking about MY ancestors.
Then this morning the chemo headache arrived again.
I am so glad that doctors and researchers have worked hard to find chemicals and medicines that can battle diseases that wreck our bodies. When those work they are wonderful, but the side effects can become another battle. I'm glad, too, that God has provided us with plants, herbs and nutrients that can help our bodies to heal themselves. But I am even more glad that God gave us the gift of prayer. Where would we be without it?