Sweet releif.

Trav went in yesterday for his chest x-ray.
Wanna know what they found?

No fluid.

NONE.

He said even the Dr. looked a little shocked.

I have a new found testimony of prayers, and fasting.

Now, don't feel bad if I completely ignore you till our next scan. I'm looking forward to a cancer blogging break.

(BTW, the next scan will be toward the end of October.)

Love to all.

Thursday Night Therepy

I owe a little apology to those of you wondering how Trav's x-ray went on Thursday. He went in before his treatment, and after waiting for an hour and a half, couldn't wait any longer because he had to go get his weekly dose of poison.

He will get it this week some time, and I will keep you posted.

Till then, enjoy this picture of Sienna and Dad snuggling the Thursday night blues away. Yes, they are both out cold, and yes, it's only 7:15 p.m.

I tell you what, that little lady is good for his soul.

I don't wanna brag, but...

My man has even less pleural fluid then he did 2 weeks ago.

He had an x-ray today to prove it.
I feel happy inside.
If he didn't just come home looking like death (because he just walked in from his treatment), I might jump for joy, or attempt a cartwheel.

Thanks for all your prayers, it seems they did the trick.