Yesterday was my husband's birthday, and we celebrated all weekend, including today at our traditional Sunday dinner with all of our in-town family.
I also realized that today marks thirty-four months of survival. I'm two months away from "long-term survivor" status. It's been two years since tumor progression interrupted my first year of treatment, and if all goes well with this Tuesday's MRI, I'll have been stable ever since. It's a miracle.
Actually, no -- that's not right. It's not a miracle, as in just an isolated event. The past thirty-four months have been steady string of many daily miracles, thanks to many kind friends and loved ones who have been vigilant in prayer on my behalf, and thanks to a loving Heavenly Father who hears and answers those prayers.
1 comment:
Hello Krista, I just happen to stumble upon your blog tonight. We have alot in common....Mormon, brain tumor.
I had a brain tumor removed 13 years ago. Mine was not cancer and it was the size of a walnut. It did change my life in so many ways. I lost my hearing on the left side and my balance is really bad, but I am alive, living a normal life. I wake up every morning and thank Heavenly Father for the opportunity of seeing another day. Its good to read that you are doing good too. It was nice meeting you....
Love, Ann
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