recovery, best with a water gun
I wanted to update with a quick post. Madison had her MRI Tuesday everything was, well, the same as any other MRI. She hates them, she is afraid of the mask, she is such a fighter, and this time she actually ran out of the room, straight to the safety of her dad and his steel toed shoes waiting just outside. She got her one more kiss this time, and lots of hugs. Then mean mom peeled her out of the safety of her dads arms back to the room with the really big scary machine, and all the doctors, the masks, and the stinky gas. Yeah, that’s mom’s job, my job. I hold her down, hold her hands, hold her face, whatever I can do to help the doctors get her to sleep. I choose to do this. I want her to know that she is not alone. I’m there when she (loosely put) falls asleep and there when she wakes up. I promise her this every time, that I will be there. I wouldn’t trade that. I think she really counts on her dad guarding the door, her security, her safe place, and me holding her, her hands, keeping promises. We take our jobs very seriously.Anyway, I’m totally rambling. We got the results, quickly, usually we have to wait a week or so, her scans were quoting Dr M “normal”. That’s good! It means her scans were clear. Or… no tumor! nothing spreading! nothing growing! no cancer!
She is such a amazing, special little girl. I understand this more and more and I know it’s said way too often, but I know she’s a miracle. I was really scared this time. I almost lost faith. I don’t even know if almost if right, I think, for a minute I did. I’m glad all that can get push back were it belongs and we can focus on Fall, Halloween, cool weather, Madison 5th birthday, some really important things that are coming up.
Thanks again for all the positive thoughts and prayers.
