Eight months ago, we had ER trips and horrible, horrible news. We were all staring down Stage 4 Uterine Cancer, right in the face. Advanced. Aggressive, stage 4. You can google that to see what it said. Over and over and over.
Terminal. Terminal. Terminal.
Well I have one thing to say: screw you, terminal. You're wrong.
Matt's mom had her CAT scan and MRI this week, and we got the news at the appointment yesterday. The halfway point news was good, but there have been a few complications since then. We were hoping for more good news, but prepared for whatever the scan results said.
And they said nothing short of a miracle.
GONE. 100% GONE.
There is NO cancer left. NONE.
We are absolutely overjoyed. Prayers work. Good thoughts work. Experimental drugs work. It all worked.
She'll be with us for a long, long time. And we couldn't be happier.
Thanks to all my friends and family for their love and support for all of us, and for Linda, over the stressful ordeal the past 8 months has brought us all. We know that the future may hold more battles, but if we can win this one, well...quite frankly, we can win anything.