Kicking a Little Cancer Butt

Phew!

Kean has officially turned a corner.

The worst for this month's dose of heavy Chemo

looks like it is behind us.

And for that I am very thankful.

We are also officially into the power eating stage.

Gotta love those Steroids.

Let's see...

he ate a full plate of bacon, eggs and a bagel.

Two cups of orange juice.

Two pieces of pizza, a bowl of peaches, a handful

of peanut M & M's, two rolled tacos smothered in cheese

and sour cream and a side of beans-- and that was all 

before lunch.

And yet, he's still tiny.

Crazy stuff.

Oh, we received the best news today-

and I mean the best.

Here's the background:

one of our very dear friends, was diagnosed with terminal cancer 

probably a year and a half ago.

After undergoing brutal chemo and radiation at one of our local

hospitals, they told her there was nothing more they could do to help her.

She went to Kean's hospital next and had nearly an identical experience.

They tried and told her they were sorry.

Out of desperation, she went back to a University hospital in Columbus, Ohio

and was thrilled when they agreed to try things no other hospital

felt comfortable trying.

Well, today, she let us know that she just had a clean scan--

meaning no cancer showed up.

Don't ever doubt -- miracles are all around us!

Plus,you know it's a good day when someone kicks cancer's butt!!!

Janice- you are a warrior!