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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