True Angel Stories: 777 Messages Of Hope And In...
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This inspirational book of 777 true angel stories explores how angels can transform lives through exercises and visualisations that readers can practice on their own. Stories discuss guardian angels, feathers, signs, rainbows, prayers, numbers and names, unicorns, orbs and much, much more, making this the ultimate angel compendium.
This inspiration book of 777 true angel stories explores how angels can transform lives through exercises and visualisations that readers can practice on their own. Stories discuss guardian angels, feathers, signs, rainbows, prayers, numbers and names, unicorns, orbs and much, much more, making this the ultimate angel compendium.
I am deeply sorry for the two young girls who lost their mothers at an early age from ovarian cancer. I lost my mother as I was celebrating my 13th birthday with my sister for her 10th birthday. And strangely enough, all these years I thought she died of ovarian cancer, but it turns out that's what they initially thought it was--it was sarcoma of the ileum. So, my heart goes out to any of you, especially the very young, who have lost your mother. I truly understand what you're going through and wish I could give you a big hug. I still believe my mother (who would be 76 today) is looking down from heaven, as she always has, and as your mothers must be, too. (My mother died at age 34).So I wasn't surprised to find out I had ovarian cancer, but more surprised to find out that wasn't what she died of. What irony!I discovered it myself, February 2007, and my internist did all the right tests, each one becoming more certain that it was true. We live in a rural area, so I located the nearest Cancer Center of Excellence, which happened to be Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore. It's a 2-hour one way trip, but absolutely worth it.Of course, I had the total hysterectomy, and everything else out. Then the six rounds of chemo. Boy, did I know squat about that! The exhaustion towards the last half was the hardest thing for me. and then I expected recovery to be a cinch--HA! The great thing, of course, is that I've been \"no evidence of disease,\" or, as I tell my famiy and friends, cancer-free, for 15 months. They don't like to know and don't seem to really grasp, except for my husband, that the recurrence rate is really high. Or they toss the idea out of their mind (that's my daughter), or, like my son, am sure I've beaten it.I do believe I'll live to be 85 or 95.
My Sister had a hysterectomy two years ago, she was just 41 years old then...she had ovarian cysts and they were cancerous...'thats that' I thought, they operated and now she's ok and will stay ok....she warned me to get myself checked out as she suffered terribly with her periods for years before getting medical help....Around Christmas of last year she began complaining of pain again and of gaining weight around her tummy....'dont be silly' I said 'its only a small bit and you could do with it!'...but it grew and grew rapidly and I was shocked at the size of her tummy area a few months ago....she went to the Doctor who finally did bloods and then she was sent to the hospital for scans....just one week ago she was told she has cancer again...this time there are numerous inoperable tumours in her abdominal area and they have given her approx a year to live....I cant get my head around it...and I dont want or intend to give up hope..My sister is a beautiful person who deserves to live and enjoy life...she starts chemo again next week...I ask those of you know what she's going through and what her family are going through to say a prayer....I can only trust and hope that there is some justice left in this world and that a miracle will give her the chance to live for some time yet...God bless all of you who are going through similar....
It is a true statement that trials come to make you strong and God will not give you more than you can handle. My mother Vanessa (also known as Renee', Nessa, or Sister) is a social worker for an Institution for the mentally challenged for over 20 years. She loves her profession, because she loves working with and helping others. Many of the residents family members have treated my mom as if she was their own loved one. My mom also loves her church family. Being an Elder in the ministry, my mom ministers with comedy/simplicity. After being saved since 1975, she accepted her call into the ministry in January 1993 as an Evangelist. Working in the ministry was her greatest joy, witnessing to others about the goodness of Jesus, Love of God, and the gift of salvation.Her desire was to see her family and friends accept Christ and live a life pleasing to him. My mom is a mother of two girls and 7 grandchildren. She is a graduate of VSU with a Masters in Sociology. She has spent the last 20 plus years of her life working in the ministry.In April of 2005 after 5 months of being terribly ill she was diagnosed with OVCA Stage 3C.
Hello Everyone...Here is my story. It's sad, but true. I lost my older sister to OVCA in June of 2001 at age 44. She handled it with much grace and humor. I, myself, was diagnosed 14 months later at age 37 on a routine exam. I am currently back on chemotherapy after a year of remission. I can only hope and pray for the best. Special thanks to Johns Hopkins and the incredible women on the discussion board!!! Love, Ellen S.
This story is about my mother and the battle she bravely fought with this disease, ovarian cancer. Her initial diagnosis came at the end of September 2002. Her symptoms were bloating, irritable bowel symptoms, loss of appetite, not uncommon symptoms. However, testing immediately showed there were tumors on the ovary and she was admitted to Johns Hopkins under the care of a wonderful surgeon, Dr. Del Carmen. Mom's surgery was very extensive and Stage 3C ovarian cancer was diagnosed. I am telling this story because my mother fought this cancer as hard as she possibly could. However...her battle came to an end only 3 1/2 short weeks later. I know that this is not a happy ending but the story of her fight is a story I must tell. After surgery, she had pulmonary embolisms which set her back. Because of the extent of the colon that was removed, she developed an ileus which caused her to be unable to keep food down and a gastric tube was reinserted making her nourishment severely limited. Because of her \"good health\" otherwise, Mom was eligible to enter a clinical trial for her chemo. The arm of the trial that she was put in utilized Topatecan and Carboplatin in the initial 4 treatments, Carboplatin and Taxol in the final 4 treatments. Mom had her first round of chemo on October 23. On October 28, she went into septic shock with a severe infection. Her counts were in the danger zone and she had no defenses to fall back on. Her lungs became filled with fluid and she was solely dependent on oxygen. Things went from bad to worse and the doctors decided she needed to be put on the ventilator. My mother chose through her living will not to go down that road. On my three hour ride to get to the hospital before she died, I prayed to God to just give her breath until I could say goodbye and tell her of my deep love and thankfulness for all that she has been to me, a wonderful mother, a loving grandmother, and my best friend. God did give her breath until all of her daughters and husband gathered around her bed. We prayed with her, cried our tears and held her hand. Within 10 minutes, her last breath was taken and she was gone from our lives....It all happened so quickly from diagnosis to death.There is a message of hope that I want to send to all who listen. My mother fought this battle with all that she had. But in her final day here on this earth, she knew that her battle was ended and God was telling her it was alright to stop fighting and come home to heaven where she would be free from all suffering and pain. The only way we are getting through is to know without a doubt that our mom is in heaven, rejoicing with the angels, playing the piano in the way that only she could, and waiting for us to join her there. The pain of loss is so hard to bear and we miss her joyful spirit, beautiful smile, and loving arms. Cancer took her from us but God doesn't always choose this path. He will allow many of you to survive because he still has a job for you on earth. I pray for those who are fighting this terrible cancer and for their families who suffer alongside them.
My mother was diagnosed with stage 3 ovarian cancer in Dec of 1998, just about 5 years after we had lost my aunt to the same disease. Needless to say, we were more than devastated. She underwent surgery and 6 rounds of chemo (taxol and carboplatin). I'm writing today (9/27/02), to happily announce that we just came back from her reg 6 mo. check-up and her scans and blood work were once again normal. I'm writing this because when we first got her diagnosis everything I read seemed so bleak that it was a struggle to keep up hope. Although we are all now -and will surely always be- cautiously optimistic about her staying in remission (with an emphasis on cautiously, we should all be, as we all know this horrible beast sneaks up with no warning or signs), I feel that the angels at Dana Farber and all the wonderful support and prayers we received have helped keep my mom in good health. So remember to have hope, there ARE people surviving this, don't fixate on statistics, fixate on hope and love. My prayers go out to you all. God Bless 59ce067264
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