Rock Solid Stable!

That was how the radiologist assessed my condition!

It was a long wait before we knew for certain, because the perfusion report took longer than expected. But I had my prayer cushion supporting me, and all was well!

Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow...

It's MRI day
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow
Will be fun!

Just thinkin' about
Tomorrow
Hope the stuff that once caused
So much sorrow
Will be done!

When they see my display
Of grey
Brain matter,
Hope they lift up their chin,
And grin,
And saaaaaaaay...
(ohhhhhhhh...)

"You'll have many more
'tomorrows'!"
(Still, don't put off life
Until tomorrow --
SEIZE THE DAY!!!)

Tomorrow, tomorrow,
I love ya, tomorrow!
And thank God
For those who pray!!!!

So now what do I call this?

...and...FORTY-NINE?

...and...4-1? 4.083?

...and...HIGH-FIVE: THE FIRST MONTH?

Whatever it's called, it's another month of survival under my belt, and something to be grateful for!

Being There

I was there today for another milestone: my daughter's first talk in Primary at church! Four years ago Emma was still an infant, and I wasn't even allowed to lift her out of her crib because I was recovering from neurosurgery. At that time, milestones like this seemed like a long shot -- but still something to hope for.

With no stage fright and only a little help, Emma walked up to the little microphone in front of the other Primary children and read her talk:

"We believe in God. I am a child of God. God is the Father of my spirit. We are all part of God's family.

"We believe in Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ is the Son of God. Jesus Christ is our Savior. He saves us from death and sin.

"Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ love me. They love you, too. We should love each other. We are all children of God.

"In the name of Jesus Christ, amen."

(Amen!)