Blessings and Tender Mercies come in many forms...
Tom was my escort at Round 2. We were both hungry, so I sent him to the cafeteria immediately after they had me in my recliner to get us some breakfast. He isn't a fan of needles, so I didn't want him to have to watch them access the port. Unbeknownst to either of us, my oncologist was also in the cafeteria. They struck up a brief conversation because Tom was wearing an SK shirt and Dr. Senecal's kids went to Bellarmine Prep (the two teams were playing each other last night). So, about 30 minutes later, when I met with the Doctor, they already knew each other a little. I think that made Tom more comfortable that my doctor was human and personable. As my friend, Rebecca, would say, Go God!!
The other happy 'coincidence' was that Antone, Tom's assistant baseball coach at Narrows, happened to have chemo yesterday too and the office scheduled him in the seat right next to us. It let Tom have some great conversation, see that Antone was getting better, and he just had someone to relate to that made him more comfortable. I said a little prayer of Thanks. Such blessings are small testimonies that Heavenly Father knows our needs and sends small, but powerful, tender mercies our way.
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