REALITY?: Happy Things

You all deserve to share the good news: My niece’s tumor was benign!

We worried quite a bit because it seemed they couldn’t get conclusive results on either scan or pathology, and sent samples to Johns Hopkins for further tests. We suspected either very bad, or very good news–good because they were so definite about malignancy and it being a secondary tumor, a much more common and unfortunate reality. It seemed to me they wanted to make sure they were happily wrong.

Alisa heard the news in the emergency room, being rushed back from home because she suddenly went blank and scared the hell out of everyone. Evidently, it was simply that she was taken off too early from seizure medication, and the natural brain response to surgery resulted in some swelling that caused a temporary relapse. She’s fine after an IV, and was back home safely within a couple hours.

I didn’t realize how much my husband was affected by all this. We married rather late in life, and families are joined, and yet there still is history that ties each of us more deeply to our own. Yet when I told him, there was visible relief in a heaving sigh and shine of tears.

I must say, you guys are good, real good. Whatever wishes, love and prayers you conjured up was the delicate perfect balance, and we’re all so very grateful.

Shall we try it? Do we dare? One quiet round again for another young mother somewhere in the world, unknown to us, who really needs the only help that we can give.