36 months...

That’s how long it’s been since we finished Joshua’s cancer treatment. That’s 3 years…
or 1,095 days…or 26,280 hours…or 1,576,800 minutes…but who’s counting?

36 months ago Josh was being given his last round of chemotherapy in Emanuel Children’s Hospital when he went into anaphylactic shock due to a platelet transfusion. We almost lost him that day. I remember scooping his limp, seemingly lifeless body up into my arms praying silently while his doctor calmly went to work. He was revived. Amazingly, while that was happening, the cement foundation for Josh’s House in the Trees was just being poured. Our backyard was full of loving, talented volunteers who were willingly being directed by Josh’s father.

36 months ago, when his last dose of chemotherapy was given and his first set of "end of treatment" scans were taken, we were told it looked like the cancer had "possibly" spread to his lungs. We were given two choices: either go home, live your life and come back in a month for more scans, or stay in the hospital and endure more intense scans in order to see if it was indeed cancer.

We went home. Later on his scans were clear.

Josh has had 12 sets of scans and then some since his first set of "post treatment" scans. Today he had his 36 months post treatment scans. Tomorrow he has an echocardiogram and we meet with his oncologist.

36 months and I’m waiting to hear...once again...all is clear…no cancer…

Go ahead and breathe…

8-29-08...We got the ALL CLEAR!!!

I am breathing again...