These last few weeks we have all been recognizing how fortunate we are. We spent a nice Thanksgiving afternoon together enjoying a fantastic meal cooked primarily by 16-year old Meaghanne. We offered up a blessing that included Mom recognizing that this year, more than any other year, we have much to be thankful for. The support of each other, Daddy's strength in fighting cancer, the doctors who have been so awesome. The moment was very emotional, I had much I wanted to say but my throat closed up into a ball and I couldn't get words out. All I could do was squeeze my dad's hand and look at Mary Anne, hoping she could see what was in my heart through my eyes.
We do have much to be thankful for, but is it okay to want more? Daddy has been feeling so good, has been able to do some (but not all) of the things he wants to do, is it greedy to hope that the cancer has decided to take a rest in response to the overwhelming onslaught of medical treatment and Daddy's will to get better? It was hard not to feel a little "conditional" thankfulness, "conditional" on the results of his MRI that he had last week. This is what tells us how the tumor has responded. I think we all felt the stress of not knowing hanging over our head, as much as we tried to ignore it.
Daddy went in today to meet with the doctor who performed his surgery, the one who diagnosed his cancer and met with the entire family to answer our questions on that awful day in August. Mary Anne, Joe, and Julie were there with Daddy today too. The results of the MRI were incredibly good....the tumor that was removed has not grown back. And the part that the surgeon was unable to remove is shrinking in response to the treatments. It appears that Daddy has been selected to be on the "long side" of the averages. He will take a week every month of chemo to keep the tumor cells from growing, hopefully for a good long time!
The doctor told him to go home and live life.
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