Hope is Present Tense

Hope lives in the present tense. Right now, as this moment, I have great hope for everything turning out just fine.

-I hope that the cancer hasn't spread.
-I hope that all her lab reports come back with postive indicators for low re-occurance.
-I hope that we will get to work with the oncologist that comes so highly recommended for Michie.
-I hope that radiation will go smoothly, and not make her too tired or sick.
-I hope she doesn't have to do chemotherapy.
-I hope that in a year, we will look at this as a small bump in the road of our lives.

Michie is doing better now that the surgeries are a few days behind us. Max and I are competing over who wraps her ice pack better with the ace bandage. It is a tight competition since he has gotten really good at it.

She is at home today (while I work) and will see her surgeon this afternoon to check on some post surgery inflammation she is experiencing. She says the phone has been ringing off the hook as word has spread through the department. I also managed to get an appointment with an oncologist Dr. Smith, who comes very highly recommended, for Sept 11th. I hope this means we are officially in as a patient, but I'm not sure.

Little kindnesses are popping us everywhere. Yesterday, after yoga class, I sat on the floor and cried. One of the women in the class came over and put her arm around me. She didn't know me but she stood by me, while I allowed myself a few minutes to be sad. It was lovely and her kindness stayed with me all day.