The tumor is shrinking.
Eliza’s ultrasound this morning confirmed that the tumor on her liver is down from 15 cm to 11 cm. (Yes, that’s still a pretty big tumor. It’s normal for this type.)
So the medicine is working. Verifiably. It’s amazing. And now she’s had half of her pre-surgery rounds of chemo. We’re getting somewhere.
This time around she’s been more alert and happy. Last time she got worse and had to be readmitted on day 4 after chemo, so we’re still sort of holding our breath. But she’s our Eliza: laughing at her brothers, crawling all over, dancing, waving like the Queen, eating well. She seems to be growing. When the port’s out you’d never guess she was sick. We take that as a good sign.
We would love for you to pray again that her followup visit Friday morning would bring good blood work and she’ll be sent back home. That’s the day an Uptown team is coming for a work day at our house, and we’re looking forward to having a visit from friends and getting some feel-good-about-yourself projects done. I promised them they can hold my baby if they help organize my garage, so it’s gonna be awkward if that doesn’t work out. (Because the garage is happening.)
It’s strange how normal this feels– a checked box. Yes, the drugs are working. But a different answer would have sent us into a tailspin. Life is fragile, and God is good. We rejoice on days like today, and we rest in God’s grace for harder ones. Thank you for praying and rejoicing with us.