MRI and Other Things

I know some of you have been waiting to hear from me all day long; I'm sorry for dragging it out. The truth is that Adam called me from CHO with the preliminary MRI results several hours ago. I've been a combination of busy with freelancing work, dealing with Isaac and a cranky Brady, out of the house and mulling over the information we received, and am just now getting down to the business of sharing.

Preliminarily --meaning the radiologist's read, as our primary hasn't yet had a chance to review the films-- the MRI results look good. Very good, actually. Despite plentiful warnings that the scan would likely look the same as the last one since radiation can take a while to create visible change in tissue, the radiologist's report claims that the spinal nodules are no longer visible. In addition, the spot in his brain leftover after surgery --the spot that the surgeon theorized may be scar tissue-- is still present, but smaller. So all in all, it's as good as it was gonna get.

The only thing I can say is thanks be to God for all of that. I said more than once over the course of the past weeks that I suspected the treatment was working, not only because he showed none of the outward warning signs we were told about, but because I've been so absolutely hammered by illness.

But even as I feel a tremendous sense of gratitude over a bit of good news, I'm cautious. I'm not fully overcome with joy because we've been burned so many times over the course of the past months that it's hard to be truly and completely enthused. So I guess you could say that I feel a quiet sense of contentment. That's as good as it gets for me these days. But I'll take it and try to rest.

In other news, today's audiology report showed that he's lost a little hearing in his left ear (but still tests within normal range), and that he has a mild to moderately severe loss depending on pitch in the right. Though it hurts my heart to think that this wretched, evil disease has taken part of one of his senses away, I'm not surprised by the results, and am grateful --deeply so-- that it's not any worse than it is.

The next step is the consolidation / stem cell transplant cycle, which will begin next Monday. Please, please keep praying that God will do His work and heal my Logan. He's been through so much and is such a light in this world. I'll link to a video later on, just to let you have a glimpse of who he is, even now after enduring 8 months of brutal treatment.

I have a crying baby who needs me, so I'm off for now. Thank you so much for standing with us and for continuing to intercede over the crucial weeks to come.