Not unlike the teenage girl I used to be, I sat by the phone all day. I checked for missed calls like Poppy checks for new cookies in the treat jar. I made sure the ringer volume was turned up so I wouldn’t miss the call while driving the kids to day camp. I sat on my phone while nursing Mary Hazel, so I would feel it vibrate without waking up the baby. Finally, at about 4:00, Dr. Anderson called and made my day.
“Just wanted to share the good news about Mary Hazel. The pathology report shows a favorable histology. We recommend no chemo and only follow-up scans. We’ll talk about the results in detail next week.”
Thank you, Doc! I have been floating ever since. Perhaps you can imagine the amount of relief I feel having this heavy burden lifted from my shoulders! I know I will always be aware of shadows creeping in each time MH goes for a scan, but I can handle it. As a family, we’ve already handled our fair share together.
After hearing the good news, I find myself watching and admiring my sweet little girl more than usual. Every time she tilts her head and smiles that silly grin, my heart feels even more full of love for her. Memories of her short but miraculous battle with cancer will always be a reminder to me to appreciate the nuances of our “normal” family life. So far, I’ve agreed to tickle Charlie almost every time he asks me. I’ve let Poppy change her mind about what she wants for breakfast every morning without giving her a hard time, and I’ve let MH stay up past her bed time two nights in a row.
I’m going to bed now with a joyful heart and a tired body. Sweet Dreams!