
For 2 months he didn't come back to the hospital, I had assumed that he got sick back in the Jimi Valley and that they decided not to do chemo again and he died. Instead, they showed up in my room just before I left for furlough - doing well, looking well, no complaints. Praise God. They didn't want chemo at that time, so they went home. It has been 6 months since I saw them and I figured surely by this time, the cancer has overtaken him.
I was wrong, this week he was outside my door with his dad, looking better than I would have expected. Unfortunately, looks are deceiving and inside the cancer was taking it's hold again. His blood is full of cancer cells, and he is once again fighting for his life. I explained to him and his dad the situation, and that we could only try to make the cancer go to sleep again, but we have no guarantee it will work. They agreed to try, so we gave him blood first and now he is getting chemotherapy. Pray for him. His is such a sweet kid, who knows the Lord, and is trying to be brave, despite not fully knowing what is going to happen. Pray that the medicines might give him more time with his family and that his relationship with the Lord would grow stronger despite the fight he is in.