A Very Good Day

You may remember the not so nice birthday present I got this year: we got word that my mom had lung cancer.

Well, she's been going through chemotherapy (that doesn't look right, but it passes the spell check so I'll go with it) for the past few months. It's had her quite weak. She lost a bit of hair. Her least favorite part was the sores that developed in her mouth. It left her unable to eat much during treatment weeks. She would do three weeks of treatment followed by one week of rest. The soars would fade during the week of rest so she had 3 days that they didn't bother her at all out of the month.

Anyway, she got the results of her scan yesterday and the doctors were happy to report that the cancer is in remission. Finally some good news. This doesn't mean that it is gone, just that it isn't active. Unfortunately, she will never be rid of it due to her other lung problems, but this is the best news we could hope for.

We don't know how long it will last. It could be months, it could be years. We'll take whatever we get and cherish it. My daughter will get to know her grandmother a little bit more. Most of all, we have some hope now. And that's a powerful thing.