Wednesday was a day of celebration for us as we were told by our Oncologist to go and live our lives. I am not much of a cryer but I cried, I cried alot. I really never though we would get to that day, I never thought I would hear those words. I look back at our last 22 months and realize what a mountain it was. I went into a defence mode of sorts where I only looked a day ahead and sometimes when we were in really dark places an hour or two ahead at a time. You can't help but feel like there is a big "but" waiting. I have decided though that we will live, and live we will until the next test which should be in June, a CT scan. There may be an issue with some of her lymph nodes, but nothing compared to the past.
Her dental surgery went without a hitch on Thursday and we only ended up removing four teeth, the rest of the decay was treated with fillings, and of course she has spacers in so when she opens her mouth she looks a little like "metal mouth". The surgery lasted three hours and her recovery a couple of hours, we were home by 3. She ended up sleeping until 6, and then woke up her usual spicy self, however she ended up awake at 2 asking for eggs, did take me back to those steroid days in the hospital. I fell back asleep but she ended up bugging her Dad and went back to sleep on the couch.
We celebrated a bit over the weekend and now life begins. Trying to get Gracie on a bit of a normal schedule and we start Gymtastics next week and swimming lessons in May.
Thanks to all who have followed our journey. I probably will not post very much in the next few months, but will update in June when we do our CT Scan.
Have a great Spring everyone!
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