Prelim results šŸŒˆ

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Waiting is painful, but our oncology team spared us a tough weekend by sending me a message before they left for todayā€”the official radiology report has not been released as they still need the attending to sign off on the initial reading but thankfully they could let me know that the preliminary results were goodā€”no evidence of disease. Most of the day we walk around feeling sick while awaiting the news, and that is something thatā€™s never going to change Iā€™m afraid. Itā€™s just all part of this. And no matter how much confidence and belief we have that she will remain clear, nothing can remove the sickening feeling we walk around with until we know for sure. The fact that they were able to extend us this kindness today is a true mercy. About to go sip a glass of wine with Brian by the fire pit and EXHALE. We wanted to let yā€™all know as we sure appreciate each and every one of you pulling so hard for our girl all this time. We believe the official report will return by Monday backing up the initial reading that she is indeed all clear. Thank you Godā¤ļøšŸŒˆ

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