Go
here, and read about how my husband passed his scans with flying freakin' COLORS, Bay-bee!!!
NOW I can exhale.
Thank you all so much--all of you who sent your prayers and good thoughts in our direction. Believe me when I tell you that there has not been ONE MOMENT that has gone by when I haven't been completely aware of the kind of support you've been sending our way, and believe me when I say that there hasn't been one moment when we haven't been grateful for it.
He got some of his stitches out today, too!
We've been so fortunate to have Paul get the kind of medical treatment he has--the doctors at this hospital are so good, and the nurses and staff have just been outstanding--competent, caring, upbeat, understanding....It's been great.
I was sitting there waiting for Dr. Desai to come in today, and as he came through the door (while Paul was getting his stitches out), he kind of looked at me out of the corner of his eye with his head down, and I thought, oh shit.
"It's clear," he said.
I felt myself blink, HARD. "What?" I asked.
"The scans are all clear," he repeated.
Holly, Dr. Desai's nurse, who was unthreading Paul's foot, grinned broadly and nodded, and Dr. Desai proceeded to tell Paul what they had found, and what was next on the agenda...
And as soon as he left the exam room, I burst into tears, which I did periodically for the rest of the time we were there....as did his mother, when he called her with the news....
As did Holly, when she caught me crying in the hallway and who came to throw her arms around me. We just stood there and hugged in absolute celebration and relief.
Dear GODZ...what a month it's been!
But thank you--thank each and every one of you.
Dang, you're good.