God bless you.
Thank you readers, friends, strangers, relatives and Kingdom sisters and brothers.
Your prayers and best wishes are not in vain because day after day after day, I'm feeling God's healing coming on strong.
Truly, God is real. And because He's real, there is still healing in the holy hem of His son Jesus if we dare reach out and touch it with fingers of faith. Yes, there also is still some balm in yonder's Gilead. Check out these latest reasons why I know.
Tuesday, the first time I had exercised since undergoing May 21 radiation therapy for my prostate cancer, I walked 2.5 miles nonstop on my home treadmill in 55 minutes. One day later, I walked three miles nonstop in 61 minutes.
That's great news both for my prostate cancer and especially my end-stage congestive heart failure.
Thank you, Jesus!
Nine weeks ago, when I was admitted to the University of Chicago Hospital with what had been
diagnosed by a half dozen renown cardiologists as end-stage congestive heart failure, I could not walk
from the hospital entrance to the courtesy desk, just 10 yards from the elevator, without stopping to
catch my breath.
My wife Joyce, our middle daughter Noelle and grandson Caleb accompanied me. Noelle drove us
into town. But once inside the hospital, my wife Joyce had to wheelchair me through the meandering halls
some 200 yards to the room where I was to undergo a transesophageal echo cardiography of my
weakened heart because no way could I walk that distance alone without stopping every 10 paces to rest.
After two weeks of tests, cardiac surgeon Dr. Valluvan Jeevanandam and his staff concluded that my
best chance for short-term survival was the implantation of a Heartmate XVE LVAS pumping machine and
my best chance for long-term survival was a heart transplant. Otherwise, I probably could expect to live
no longer than six to 12 months.
But on my way to a heart transplant, God allowed two roadblocks, brain cancer and prostate cancer,
to pop up and keep from getting on the transplant waiting list.
Excuse me English teachers, but ain't God good?
Having now been diagnosed with three potential killers, I had to turn up the dial of my faith in God
from simple to super. Then God's Spirit moved me to not just go super on believing in Him, but
super-sensational by telling the world that He is going to heal me from these deadly diseases.
Well, so far, is God healing or is God healing? Catch my drift?
Thank God for blessing the Sun-Times to be kind enough to allow me to put God and me on public
display to allow all y'all to watch God work.
My first breakthrough was the doctors' determination that the cancerous brain tumor, discovered by
an MRI at Northwestern Hospital, is benign.
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The second breakthrough was the determination by UCMC urologist Dr. Glenn Gerber that my
prostate cancer was early-stage, localized and could be treated with radioactive seeds. Last Wednesday,
Dr. Brian Moran implanted 87 permanent radioactive seeds into my prostate while I was under general
anesthesia at his Chicago Prostate Cancer Center in Westmont. It was an out-patient procedure that
allowed Joyce to drive sore me home within three hours after it was performed.
So far, Dr. Moran says I have been responding exceptionally well to the brachytherapy and the
medications he prescribed, raising my daily intake to 19 pills. By next week, that total drops to 17.
After my next appointment with UCMC transplant cardiologist Dr. Allen Anderson, that total may drop
even more as I am gradually being weened off of medication.
Some of my friends like Rev. Samuel Hinkle and Dec. Erwin Dabley also underwent chemotherapy or
radiation beam treatment or both in addition to brachytherapy. Dr. Gerber and Dr. Moran say my
brachytherapy alone is sufficient treatment for my prostate cancer.
"Roughly 90% of my patients received seeds alone," Dr. Moran said. "In the case that there is locally
advanced disease, we would use a combination approach which may include external beam radiation
(IMRT) with or without hormonal therapy. There are many factors to consider including your PSA,
Gleason score, clinical stage, age, comorbid conditions, etc. I am confident that the best course of
treatment for you is the seed implant alone without additional therapy and anticipate excellent results."
Side effects from the brachytherapy have been minimal even through they are expected to
increase in the coming weeks. If and when they do, you'll be among the first to know.
Also on Wednesday, after getting off my three-mile treadmill walk, I weighed 231 pounds. That's
the closest I've been to 230 in years. My next stop is to drop south of 230 on my way to 200-210.
Stay tuned for the next installment of God's HEALING IN PROGRESS, starring Lacy J. Banks and a
cast of praying legions.
God bless you.