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The joy is palpable in my house. The last few months have been some of the hardest we've gone through since the boys' diagnosis. Bow tie boy's news yesterday has lifted our spirits.
The post I did about the hits keep coming was about my Mom's boyfriend, he had just been diagnosed with colorectal cancer and it didn't look good. A week ago they had a consult after more tests with a different doctor. This doc believes he can get all the cancer in surgery without my Mom's boyfriend needing chemotherapy, radiation, or a bag. More Hope.
These last two pieces of good news has lifted quite a bit of the weight we've been feeling. That's not to say everything is rose colored and peachy keen, but better is better and it leads to pure joy. And it ripples out like a pebble tossed in water. Tears of joy are so much sweeter.
Mom to 2 Type 1s and wife to a Type 1, writing about my experiences. None of what you read on here is medical advice. Always seek discussion with your doctor when you have questions or are making changes in how you do things.
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Friday, March 11, 2016
Hope feels better
Hope springs eternal. As I was publishing my Goodbye post for our Bow tie boy, we received some hopeful news. He is awake. The docs have sedated him but he was tracking with his eyes. I'm a realist and know that this doesn't mean he'll be "okay", but it is the best news possible. Hope. Hope feels better.
I told the boys. My teen, who is home from school sick and headed to the doctor, smiled. He smiled.
Hope is easier to hold.
I told the boys. My teen, who is home from school sick and headed to the doctor, smiled. He smiled.
Hope is easier to hold.