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Our family of 6 (dad Adam, mom Sherry, big sister Abby and little brothers Isaac and Brady -- who was born on December 14, 2010) joined the ranks of pediatric cancer fighters when our 4-year old son Logan was diagnosed with a dangerous and highly malignant form of brain cancer in mid-August 2010. Logan's cancer journey began abruptly on Sunday, August 15, when his right eye suddenly turned inward during dinner. Twenty-four hours later, we were checking into Children's Hospital Oakland and finding out that life sometimes takes you places you'd never, ever imagine yourself going.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Wednesday Morning Update 11/10/10

Guess whose numbers were good enough this morning that he's going to be discharged in about 30 minutes? Ding ding!

It feels just amazing. A few days ago, Adam asked Molly how often kids on the Headstart Protocol go home shortly after chemo is administered. She paused and in her vaguely cynical and Molly-esque kind of way, said she'd not seen it happen one single time in the past year. There are almost always infections, fevers, low counts, a whole plethora of ill effects that keep them strapped to their hospital beds, especially by the time they reach mid-treatment. So of course, our expectations were pretty low. We figured that if he got to come home for a week just before starting cycle 4, we'd be pleased.

We know full well that he'll almost certainly spike a fever and have to be re-admitted sometime within the next 1 to 3 days (since he's prone to neutropenic fevers), but we didn't expect that he'd be well enough to be released at this stage in the game at all. And it's all the more great because Abby doesn't have school tomorrow or Friday.

Please pray that we'll be able to squeeze a few days out of this unexpected time at home, and that he'll be spared the worst of the mucusitis this go-round. We'd love to stuff him with as much high-calorie food of his choosing as possible, but if he has a bad case yet again, he won't want to eat.

Good things are happening here. Even in the midst of this horrible, awful, painful trial, I can feel it. I leave off with the lyrics of a worship song that keeps coming to mind and giving me a little tingle down my spine. I don't know if it's for me personally or for one of you, but I feel compelled to post it. Bolded section is mine:

Did you feel the mountains tremble?

Did you hear the oceans roar?

When the people rose to sing of Jesus Christ the risen one.

Did you feel the people tremble?

Did you hear the singers roar?

When the lost began to sing of Jesus Christ the saving one.

And we can see that God you're moving

A mighty river through the nations

And young and old will turn to Jesus

Fling wide you heavenly gates

Prepare the way of the risen Lord

Open up the doors and let the music play

Let the streets resound with singing

Songs that bring your hope

Songs that bring your joy

Dancers who dance upon injustice.

Do you feel the darkness tremble?

When all the saints join in one song.

And all the streams flow as one river

To wash away our brokenness.

And here we see that God you're moving.

A time of jubilee is coming

When young and old return to Jesus

Fling wide you heavenly gates.

Prepare the way of the risen Lord

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