Sunday Morning

After the wedding on Thursday, I had a blood test. Thursday night's platelet count wasn't especially good. It was 12. But as long as I'm above 10, I don't need to be admitted to the hospital. So I haven't had any hospital visits all weekend. Yahoo.

I had a visit with Dr. Hook on Friday morning. I'll share about it sometime when I feel more certain about what's next. There are several options but none are especially joy-invoking. In fact, they all kind of stink. And I found out the chance of a spontaneous, permanent remission really isn't 5-10%. It's about 0%. And that specific possibility - the one where I am miraculously and permanently cured without any major medical intervention - is the one I have been banking on for the last 4 years.


Tom and Tonya's wedding reception was Friday night. It was a ton of fun! I am so happy for those two and their whole family. Love is lovely. 

Today's assigned Psalm is 119: 105-112. 

Your word is a lamp to my feet
   and a light to my path. 
I have sworn an oath and confirmed it,
   to observe your righteous ordinances. 
I am severely afflicted;
   give me life, O Lord, according to your word. 
Accept my offerings of praise, O Lord,
   and teach me your ordinances. 
I hold my life in my hand continually,
   but I do not forget your law. 
The wicked have laid a snare for me,
   but I do not stray from your precepts. 
Your decrees are my heritage for ever;
   they are the joy of my heart. 
I incline my heart to perform your statutes
   for ever, to the end. 

And here's a great quote I came across this morning: 

“Serenity comes when you trade expectations for acceptance.” ~Unknown

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