It all began in the fall of 1996. In September, Dr.
Renfro, a medical doctor in Norton, VA, found a small lump on the
back of his neck. Being a physician, he treated himself with antibiotics
for a possible scalp infection of some kind. However, on Friday,
October 31,1996 he examined himself and found another lump on the
back of his neck and one under his left arm. At this point, Dr. Renfro
knew he had a problem.
Dr. Renfro spent the next couple of days consulting with a few specialists
he knew and they advised him to see a surgeon quick. On Monday, November
4, he sat down with his wife, Sid, and told her what had been going
on for the past few weeks. Together they cried, prayed, and tried
to go to sleep.
Over
the next few days a lot of praying was done as the doctor was
visited and the biopsy was performed. Then on Tuesday,
November 19
the results were delivered. The diagnosis: Mantle Cell Lymphoma:
not just cancer, not just a non-Hodgkins Lymphoma, but Mantle
Cell Lymphoma , a very stubborn and cruel variety of lymphoma.
For Dr.
Renfro, with all of his medical knowledge, this was terrible
news. The doctor who delivered the news was visibly shaken as
he looked
into the eyes of a fellow physician who was very close to his
own age. The prognosis: there's very little that can be done
to even
slow the progression of this type of lymphoma.
In
December 1996, Dr. Renfro went to The University of Virginia
and had a meeting
with three specialists who confirmed the diagnosis
and basically recommended that he go home and enjoy the time
he had
left. At this point cancerous presence had been found in the
bone marrow and an eight centimeter mass in his abdomen. He
was already
considered a Stage 4 case with Stage 1 being the least involved
and Stage 5 being the most involved.
Up
to this point this story is probably similar to thousands of
other stories. Dr. Renfro
is a man, subject to human frailties,
susceptible
to fear, doubt, confusion and despair just like any other
man. However, there is a huge piece of information that has
been left
out. Two
days before the biopsy, Dr. Renfro's pastor (also his father-in-law),
Glen Sturgill, was praying for him and God said, "I'm
going to take him through." Everyone was excited to
hear this good news as they all knew Pastor Sturgill to be
a prophet
of God. Their
understanding of those words would not prove to be correct
as none of them expected the harsh battle that was pending
for them all
as they watched this disease take virtually everything Dr.
Renfro had
accumulated in his 42 years of life. |