Scott J. Friend

I thought I was too young to get cancer...I was sadly mistaken. Thankfully, I was delivered through faith.

 

In 2012 I was outside doing yard work with my shirt off when my girlfriend at the time noticed a strange mole on my side. It looked as if it had a zit growing in the middle of it. Kind of a nasty looking thing. I thought nothing of it, but she told me to go get it checked out. Despite me being a little too headstrong, I went ahead to the VA and had the doctors look at it. They became immediately concerned given the rapid growth of the area. There were doctors rushing in and out of the room spitting medical jargon. I had to say "Guys! What is this, and what are you talking about?!" They didn't explain very much but they took a medical punch from my side and sent it in for testing. I was told I would have to wait two weeks to hear back. Needless to say, I knew this would be a LONG two weeks.

It was only two days later I received a phone call that I had been diagnosed with malignant melanoma (on the right side of my abdomen). After the doctors saw how rapidly it was spreading they were worried, believing that it had spread to my lymph nodes already and I would have to start chemo or some sort of treatments ASAP. Needless to say, I was afraid as I had my personal doctor, a senior doctor, and the head doctor of the department all in the room concerned.

When the doctors told me it was spreading rapidly they also said they wanted me in surgery within the next few days. When I went for the surgery, I had quite a large chunk taken out of my side (about the size of the opening of a large coffee cup). They took all the tissue and fat, placed it in a vial, stitched me up, gave me pain meds, and sent me on my way, telling me they would know if it has spread within two weeks.

Talk about some extreme praying and meditation happening. It may sound strange, but I felt God wanting me to fast at this time as well. So, I began fasting and continued to pray like I've never prayed before. I made the calls to my family and friends and asked for support through thoughts and prayers.

Despite all the anxiety, I became "OK" with the thought of what would happen if I did have to go meet the Lord. I had a strange comfort and peace come over me. I knew that whatever might happen that God would keep me in His hands and be with me every step of the way. I was ready to meet Him if I had to.

I then received the call a few days later (why do they always say two weeks and then it's a couple days...doctors: work on your tact please!). I feared the worst, but the doctors told me that they had gotten everything. Wow was I relieved. I now get check ups every 6 months just to make sure nothing else is happening (even just recently having a mole removed a few weeks ago which came back negative).

After this fiasco, I decided "This woman (my girlfriend) is part of the reason I'm still alive" and decided to buy a ring as I knew at this point I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. That woman is now my wife. Not only did she find the melanoma just in time, but she stuck with me, knowing that it could've ended up worse and she could have lost me.

God took a scary situation and created a wonderful story out of it. I have a large Frankenstein looking scar on my side now that reminds me daily of the scare that I had, but also reminds me that God didn't let me go. He merely taught me a lesson in trust and faith.

Sat, 2014-07-19

Comments

Nell - (8/13/2014 - 11:48pm)

Wonderful to know that the Lord is sovereign ......He is in charge, and we are not....thank goodness!

 

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