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Living Scan to Scan

Mark got another MRI today and the doctor reported "no brain activity." Normally, one would think this is a bad thing. Shouldn't a brain be doing SOMETHING?!?! However, in the world of cancer and brain tumors, no brain activity is a very good thing. It means there are no new brain tumors since his last MRI. As far as the activity in Mark's brain... of course he's having activity up there. He's looking at the kitchen counter wondering what clutter he can get rid of and who's full can of pop he can throw away. :) But that's the kind of brain activity we have come to accept from Mark and maybe, maybe even find humorous at times. When Mark tried to get answers about the "big picture" of this "clean" MRI, the doctor simply explained to him this scan isn't any indication as to what the next scans might reveal. Mark, and the rest of us, will have to continue living scan to scan. Good news one day, maybe bad news the next. For right now however, I'm focusing on this good news and taking it day by day, scan by scan. Mark turns 52 on Thursday. On Mark's 50th birthday, we weren't sure if he would ever be celebrating his 52nd birthday. Mom and Mark are having their 3rd annual birthday bash this Saturday. They started it the year they turned 50, and a few months after Mark had been diagnosed. We have so much to celebrate! In the words of Dave Matthews, "Celebrate we will because life is short but sweet for certain."

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Anonymous said…
That is GREAT news!! Lets keep hoping that the good news keeps rolling, what a good birthday present!

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