When I had *my* moment, after radiologist 2 and 3 (independent of one another) told me what they were looking at (in my liver) were not tumors but the dead remains of tumors (necratic tissue), cyst-like and filled w/fluid)... I was stunned. My brain froze. I stuttered, Well. What does that mean? My onc was smiling broadly, but he always did. It means...that you are...in...(long pause) *cautious* remission. I took it. It was the best any one had said of my bc situation. And with each day, it slowly sunk in... I was ecstatic. Every so often Paul would say to be, Let's not get too cocky. I would say, I'm not, I'm grateful with each day, but joyful too. So, Brenda, live each day full of bliss, proud of what you and your body have accomplished and appreciative for your miraculous results! WHAT A BLESSNG! I rejoice with you. What a moment. May it be followed by another 50 years of dancing with NED! With love and thoughts of you beaming...
Andi
Basking In The Glory...
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