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Complete Response

Last night Sid went to the Huntsman for his scheduled CT scan. This afternoon he spoke with his doctor to discuss the results. Dr. Nevala had mentioned at their last appointment that he was anticipating good things when his next CT appointment came around. 

HE WAS RIGHT!!!

Everything has continued to shrink; so much so that the lymph node up by his trachea hardly lit up in the scan. He is literally having a "best case scenario" response, or as Dr. Nevala put it, a complete response. In the trial study that Sid's treatment has been based off of, 11% were considered to fall into that category.

If it's not broke, don't fix it. So, Sid will stay on his current treatment plan for at least the next year; chemo pills, immuno and targeted therapy infusion every 3 weeks, and regular CT and echocardiogram scans. 

So many thoughts are racing through my head. Overall there's just so much gratitude. I should probably take time to more thoroughly record my thoughts somewhere for a personal reflection. We've gained so much thus far; better appreciation for the important things, empathy for others, more desire to alleviate others in their struggles like the many who have lifted us... 

Recently I was pondering on the stories where Christ healed someone of blindness. One thought I had was how incredible it would be to have the first thing I saw be the face of the Savior. 

Though I have not had my darkened eyes healed to reveal a loving face, I have had many occasions (particularly in the last 7 months) of the darkness lifting and me "seeing" Him. 

"Oh, that day when freed from sinning

I shall see Thy lovely face

Clothed then in blood washed linen

How I'll sing Thy sovereign grace...

...Oh, to grace how great a debtor

Daily I'm constrained to be

Let Thy goodness like a fetter

Bind my wandering heart to Thee

Prone to wander, Lord I feel it

Prone to leave the God I love

Here's my heart, oh take and seal it

Seal it for Thy courts above"




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