Shrinking Tumor
Shrinking and Scanning
When I finally got into the cancer clinic after returning to India, my mouth was thoroughly examined.
Dr. Wu, my oncologist, was amazed at how much and how fast the tumor had shrunk. Of course, it has always been a question of whether the tumor continued to shrink because of the radiation, the medicines from India, or both. I do believe that God led us to that clinic in India as being the best solution for me.
An earlier CT had shown a shadow on my lung (all of 8 mm long) that was never identified. They said it could be a scar, cancer, or nothing. The doctors felt that if the cancer had not been stopped, it would have already spread to my lungs and other parts.
Sandra and Bill, Christmas 2004, Vancouver, Canada
I had another CT scan of my chest the last week of February, 2005. Dr. Wu felt that if it is in my lungs, it will be in the lymph nodes in my neck so there is no point doing the head first. If the shadow had grown, it would probably have been cancer. If it had not or was gone, then the chances were good that it hadn’t spread.
Of course, when you have such a scan, you are never told the results until the radiologist has poured over it and passed his conclusions on to the oncologist. That may take a few days, and then you have to wait for a spot in the oncologist’s schedule. So, it wasn’t until the next week that I was sitting in the little examining room gazing around for the umpteenth time waiting for Dr. Wu. Suddenly the door burst open and in he strode. “Bill,” He said, “When I see you, I never know what to expect! The results of the scan are clean!”
Wonderful! The shadow was exactly the same, and there were no signs of anything anywhere else in my chest or lungs. This was a definite answer to prayer.
However, it was hard to tell, but there still seemed to be something between my gum and my cheek. It could have been a remnant of the tumor, or it was something to do with the operation.
The question now was: what about the thing left in my mouth? An appointment with Dr. Anderson, the surgeon was scheduled for the next week. We planned to ask him to do a biopsy.
Once again, I believed I was healed. I fully expected that God was now working the miracle for which we prayed.
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