When You Become The Miracle

“Do you think I’m going to die?” I remember asking my mom this question four years ago during the first season of my battle against cancer. I was huddled under a blanket, sick, bald, and fearing death was upon me. My mother’s response was powerful and though I didn’t realize it then, quite prophetic.

“Stephanie, I know that we’re all going to die. I’m not sure if that’s what you’re really asking me, though. I think you’re asking if I think you’re going to die from cancer, and my honest answer is, ‘I don’t know.’ I do know that there always has to be the first… In a long line of terminal cases, there has to be one person who beats the statistic.”

She went on to share how two of her friends had passed away twenty years ago from breast cancer and, had they been diagnosed today, may have survived. Medicine has drastically advanced from decades ago and diagnoses that were once deemed terminal are now curable.

“Doctors and researchers finally found a treatment that worked, and there was a first woman who survived breast cancer. I think the same could be true in your case. Someone always has to be the first. Why couldn’t it be you?

Little did she know, many people (friends, family, and strangers) believed this for me as well. Oftentimes, God gives affirmations through the words of those who surround us. Quickly it became my mantra, my north star, my fight song. Statistics are just numbers, and I am more than a number. I can be the first. I will be the first.

Fast forward to my latest appointment two weeks ago. After receiving a scan that showed an 8mm spot on my lung, my hopes and dreams of surviving beyond the small numbers that I was given were quickly fading away. I then had to wait six weeks before receiving a PET scan to determine what the spot was. Two weeks ago, sitting in a sterile exam room, my husband and I learned my fate.

Displaying an enthusiastic smile, my doctor opened the door and quickly announced, “You’re all good!” Because I had prepared myself for news quite contrary to this, I questioned what he meant. “What does all good mean?!” He handed Matt the report and proceeded to tell us that whatever spot was on my lung was now gone and that the rest of my entire body was absolutely free and clear of disease.

And with that, I continue to beat the statistics!

Though in the beginning of my fight(s) against this disease I adamantly refused to know numbers, I now carry them proudly. I’m inching closer and closer to the five year mark when I can officially be deemed “in remission,” and I crave the numbers. The statistics for surviving my stage and type of cancer are astounding, so knowing them gives me fuel to stand up against my enemy.

The smaller the number, the bigger the miracle. Sometimes I think we are called to face Goliath in order for God’s power, goodness, and mercy to be brightly displayed for all to see. God performs “smaller” miracles that we tend to overlook because we don’t see them fitting our grandiose idea of impossible. So sometimes, I think we are burdened with a giant so big that our rescue becomes louder than we could possibly share ourselves. God is mighty to save. Through tears, I know this to be true.

In order for me to fully comprehend that, I need the numbers. I don’t share with proud disregard to many of you facing your own Goliath. I don’t share to set myself apart. I don’t share these statistics to boast in what I have done, but rather what God has. By giving these numbers a platform, my hope is that you can grasp the faith that I’m not the only one. See, I may be the first, but you may be too.

I shouldn’t be here. Many of you know that I was given a less than 20% chance to survive the first year. Meaning, it wasn’t likely that I would make it to 2013. After hearing the clear report two weeks ago, I asked my doctor for numbers. I needed the statistics. I needed to see, hear, taste, feel, and know the miracle. By rough and quick guesstimation, my oncologist shared that I am one in fifty million. Y’all (for perspective’s sake), according to the 2015 census, there are 8,550,405 people in New York City. To think that I am one in over five and a half NYC’s is mind blowing. A miracle on a grand scale.

In addition, there are only 10-15 cases in the database of the English speaking world that share my diagnosis. Among them, my oncologist (the leading researcher and expert of this type of cancer), has only three patients with large cell neuroendocrine cervical cancer.

Some of you may be like I was in the beginning of my battle, not wanting to know statistics. Not wanting to know the numbers that you are up against. That’s okay. I don’t encourage you to find out, because I was there. I get it. Had I known my likelihood of survival four years ago, I would have been crippled with fear. I may have given up. And some of you know your own statistics. You need to see your enemy in order to better fight it. You go girl. However, regardless of where you’re at in your journey, know that you are more than just a number.

If you’re wondering if you’re going to die, I want to answer that. The truth is yes, we’re all going to die. And though I don’t know if it will be from cancer, I do know that you can be the first. The smaller the number, the bigger the miracle.

Fight on.

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Psalm 77:14 (ESV)

“You are the God who works wonders; you have made known your might among the people.”

9 Comments on When You Become The Miracle

  1. Momma
    October 27, 2016 at 9:18 AM (10 months ago)

    What a privilege to declare blessing over you, my sweet girl! “All praise to the God and Father of our Master, Jesus the Messiah! Father of all mercy! God of all healing counsel! He comes alongside us when we go through hard times, and before you know it, he brings us alongside someone else who is going through hard times so that we can be there for that person just as God was there for us. We have plenty of hard times that come from following the Messiah, but no more so than the good times of his healing comfort—we get a full measure of that, too.” (2 Corinthians 1:3-5). Bless you for pressing in to Jesus during the hard times. May you allow him to continue to fill you for ministry to other hurting people. I love you <3

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  2. Tracey
    October 27, 2016 at 9:25 AM (10 months ago)

    I have been waiting and praying. I am just SO happy with your news. Wonderful.

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  3. Norma
    October 27, 2016 at 4:01 PM (10 months ago)

    Beautiful so thankful for your miracle and hope

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  4. Linda R
    October 27, 2016 at 5:30 PM (10 months ago)

    Sounds like God has some plans for you! How exciting to find out what those are and how to take advantage of each and every day!

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  5. Bob Robertson
    October 28, 2016 at 11:53 AM (10 months ago)

    Very, very good news! My wife and I have prayed for you daily from Amman, Jordan from day one of your first diagnosis. Your postings are a blessing- – even the hardest ones.

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  6. Stephanie Vavrichek
    November 3, 2016 at 5:24 PM (10 months ago)

    Yours is an amazing story and gives me hope as I fight for the third time in 3 years. I will beat this and go back to being me. You are a great inspiration of faith and hope.

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  7. Lori
    November 4, 2016 at 11:27 AM (10 months ago)

    I stumbled across your blog while getting ready to go for a pet scan this morning. I just want to thank you, for being you! We are all in this lifetime together and hearing your story not only inspires me, it has lit a fire inside of myself to be bold, be strong, embrace my story and understand that I am in charge of the next chapter of my life! Thank you and many blessings to you.

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  8. Yvonne schuster
    December 7, 2016 at 9:58 AM (9 months ago)

    So happy for you, my only son found out he has stage 4 cancer in sept of this yr, he was 39 and turned 40 in Oct, he has 100% colon cancer, which metastasized to his liver and a small spot on his lungs, he is married, has children at home, I pray everyday that God will heal him and I am waiting for that special miracle, he is on his fourth round of aggressive chemo, f5, wears a pump for 46 hrs then every two weeks has this done again thru a port in his chest, now he has an infected wisdom tooth that he needs to have pulled, so he will have to stop chemo, and he is getting an injection today for no white blood cells, but I got Faith that God will intervene, well take care of yourself and God Bless You’

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  9. Nat
    March 21, 2017 at 8:54 PM (5 months ago)

    Thank you for writing all your posts , they have given me inspiration to fight on daily! I am closing in on my 3 year mark with Stage 3 brain cancer and have a close friend with the same cancer as yours was! I shall embrace the “Miracle ” status and continue to encourage others so thank you again: another young Miracle saved by God

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