In pre op waiting for the MRI to be available so Chase could proceed with anesthesia
After a very long day that included an inner ear procedure, waiting over an hour for the MRI, almost three hours under anesthesia, and a painful peripheral IV in the arm (instead of accessing Chase’s port), we received an early, unofficial word from the hospital last night: Chase’s MRI results were still being read, but there was no evidence of new tumor growth. However, there was still a question about the areas of fluid retention and cavernomas (effects of surgery and radiation)…
Removing the painful IV
This morning, we received the second and final call. The official word is “stable” on all fronts!
There may have been some very minor changes to the cavernomas, but nothing of concern at this point and the areas of fluid are virtually unchanged. We will have the chance to view the MRI and discuss all of this more in depth next week with Chase’s neuro-oncologist and his neurosurgeon in his routine follow ups.
Taking vitals in post op recovery – and getting to eat for the first time in 9 hours!
Praising God in awe. Some days, I still can’t believe Chase has survived 21 months after an advanced AT/RT diagnosis.
Thank you again for your prayer and encouragement as we take this…
Moment by moment.
In the car, on the way home. A long day for a very brave boy.
The shadow has descended again and I’ve found myself unable to write because of it. Three whole months have passed like the snap of a finger and once again, we stand in front of the two doors: the next MRI is in less than 48 hours.
Technically, the shadow of relapse is always with us, but we feel it ever so strongly the week before the MRI. I wasn’t going to write because I’ve had no words -only fears and fighting fears- and I’ve wanted to be silent in my thoughts and prayers until after the results are known. However, today, I was reminded to open my hands. To relinquish again the dread of the unknown to the One who knows.
So, tonight, I finally sit and write. I still fear much and fight the fear, but today, I opened by hands – a thing I haven’t done in too long. I needed this reminder that Chase is not ours to keep. In fact, none of our precious littles are. They are our entrusted treasures and we are their stewards. We’ve gathered them around us in front of the two doors and we wait… with open hands.
Moment by moment.
The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it, the world, and all who live in it. Psalm 24:1 [NIV]