My nurse called not once, but twice. Somehow I missed her both times. When I returned her call, the receptionist put me on hold for 10 minutes, and I literally thought I would throw up. But when her voice popped up in my ear, it was to say, "Your scan says the cancer is stable." And I could breathe again.
I know many of you are praying for complete healing. So am I. But the reality is that a scan showing the cancer is stable is a victory. My CA125 level was back down to 24 this week. That's a victory. We'll do 3 more rounds of this treatment and live through the whole scan/waiting experience again in about 3 months.
This is our Thankful Tree from Thanksgiving. Rory was given the job of making sure everyone wrote something they were thankful for on one of the little leaves that my mom cut out by hand (Rory declared her "a good cutter." I was a little late to the game and wanted to write more, but my two things were "family and more time." That's still what I'm thankful for. And "more time" is also my Christmas wish.