This morning, I woke up my husband and kids to some good news from Jude’s mom.
Jude’s Mom’s FB Update: The doctor came by to tell us they found no traces of leukemia. Although he only has 400 marrow cells present (and wants to see at least 10,000) and cannot be “officially” in remission. Jude will be retested in two weeks. It’s still good news because if there had been any cancer, they would’ve started him again with chemo tonight. Thank you God!!!
Thank you to all who prayed with us yesterday. Jude’s fight is not over yet and we ask you for more prayers for the coming weeks so God will work more miracles in Jude’s life. Right now, it’s hard to wipe these silly grins off our faces as we savor and relish this piece of good news.
I believe in miracles and let me tell you why.
In 2003, my dad had two consecutive hemorrhagic strokes, his sixth and seventh in ten years. Inside the Intensive Care Unit weeks after his initial confinement, his stats suddenly plummeted. When they worked him up, they found a leaking aortic aneurysm. Because he was very unstable, they worked on him medically for days before finally scheduling him for surgery. During those days, he hovered between life and death, between long bouts of sleep and brief moments of consciousness. Dad’s surgeons were not hopeful but were willing to brave the odds. When the surgeons opened him up, they found out the aneurysm had not leaked. It had burst, and by their estimation, it had happened days earlier. The doctors also found a fistula on a large leg vein which siphoned off the blood spilling from his aorta. Without this anomaly, my dad would have died on February 9, 2003, my son’s tenth birthday.
I believe in miracles.
It happened to us and it can happen to you.