Well it's time again to take Mia to Rochester for another MRI and checkup with her doctors. We leave on Wednesday morning, and boy do I loathe that drive. It's not that I'm leaving Paradise and driving through the land of Norwegians, it's that the destination of Rochester has a pretty negative feel for us.
Mia is doing pretty well. Her hair has grown in and even though Julie and I see her daily, we notice progress in her physical abilities from week to week. She finally is eating better and getting stronger. She's been pretty frail while that chemo poison has been leaving her body. We notice positive changes in her complexion and brightness in her eyes.
I'll let you know how the scans turn out. We don't expect any changes, cause we know we are getting our beautiful daughter back little by little. She has a lot more spunk and sassiness to her.
This really has been an overwhelming experience to deal with and when I reflect on it all, I really wonder where the strength came from to overcome all this. I guess Julie and I just had faith in one another and got through it one day at a time.
You guys were definitely good to me through all this, so again thank you, I do appreciate the love sent our way.