I stare at Ty so often throughout the day that he is starting to roll his eyes at me. It's funny. He is just so beautiful and so special to me, I can't help it. Despite everything, when I am looking at his soft, innocent face I know I am the luckiest mom in the world. I know I'm not alone. I think most parents feel this way and it's a great feeling. What life's all about, really.
Not knowing what was happening with Ty was a wonderful escape when he was inexplicably improving, but now Lou and I are getting very anxious. We have an MRI scheduled for Tuesday and we're hoping that a good amount of blood will have been reabsorbed so we can have a more accurate picture of what we're dealing with at the original tumor site, and what might be the best approach (i.e. surgery, vs. continuing his original chemotherapy regimen, etc.). Unfortunately, we are afraid the imaging next week will not show us any significant change because he hasn't changed very much clinically since we returned home. That would just complicate our medical decisions with more ambiguity. We were hoping for faster improvements on many levels. The good news is, his pain has decreased significantly. FINALLY! The kid gets some sort of a break.
So, until next week, we are very unclear on next steps, timing, etc. It is completely nerve racking. Thank you for your continued prayers and positivity. Please keep it coming :)