CANCER FREE BABY!

I do not even have words enough to express how I feel. I woke up this morning thinking "what is different about today?" MY SON IS CANCER FREE! The knowledge of this can get me through any day. Bad days will never be the same. A bad day is when you have to rush your immuno-compromised child to the ER, or when his blood pressure drops so low that they rush him to the PICU. A bad day is watching your child cry as their hair falls out in chunks, or when they are so sick they cannot even open their eyes and have to be fed through a tube. A bad day is when your little girl cries and cries because you have to go to the hospital again with your other sick child and she doesn't know when she will see you next. A bad day is when you aren't quite sure that your child is going to make it through the day. I have many new perspectives and this is one of them. Yesterday was our scan result appointment. It was a super busy day and we waited for probably an hour and a half before any nurse or doctor was able to meet with us. I was surprisingly calm. I guess you could call it Faith. I have been trying to determine is that is what it was. My Sara reminded me the day before that the opposite of faith is fear, and since I had no fear or anxiety (which is soooo not me) that I must have had faith of good results. Nate was a little full of anticipation and Spence ate 3 Otter Pops and a bag of pretzels as we waited. The clinic has a ton of treats so he kept going back and forth. Love him. When our doctor finally came in she was pretty straightforward. She said "the scans look great, there is no malignant activity anywhere in his body" {and big fat breath out}. Before I continue I have to say that I prayed for a miracle this time. I begged the Lord to let the mass of scar tissue be gone. This has been the ultimate test of my faith. I prayed that if the mass did not have to play a roll in his life again to let it be gone. I let Him know that I know he has performed miracles, healing the sick, raising the dead, and begged to let this mass be gone. I told Him that I did not ask for any humongous miracles during this trial. I never asked for the cancer to just be gone right away, knowing that he needed us to go through this, but that now I was asking for this miracle. SOOOO....when our doctor handed us the report she then said "oh and the report says nothing about the mass of scare tissue." The reports are usually pretty thorough, explaining each detail and each fraction of an inch of scanned surface. She told me she would have to look into it more and that we will check up on it but I knew why they didn't mention the mass. Spencer and I prayed and fasted for this miracle. She then told us she would schedule his surgery for his line to come out for next week and we asked if it could come out the next day (which is today). She said "sure!". Unfortunately, the OR did not have any room for him today but Monday will be the day! He is on the schedule. What a day! I also know what good days are! Good days are when after a year of tears and trial and your child's life hanging in the balance, someone comes and takes that all away. A good day is when your faith is confirmed. A good day is feeling the peace of God. Please do not stop following us, as we have so many fun things to go through yet, especially our Make a Wish Disneyworld trip this Fall. Plus I am still trying to catch up on this year! Thank you for all of your prayers and fasting. They are powerful and have gotten us through this trial. We are all different people because of this tribulation, and it will be interesting to learn to use these new life lessons. I am thankful to my Heavenly Father for all of the blessings and trial in my life.