Day +24

Ryan is doing well. Counts are still okay, but not great. His appetite is improving and he's not been bothered too much by nausea. Still keeping him on a nausea med, but he's down to one dose a day instead of every 8 hours.

Today was clinic day. It was long, and there was some rigamarole with the speech therapy appointment. We had to be clinic at 9:15, which is early for Ryan. He was cranky most of the morning and threw several little tantrums. One because the paper towels in the bathroom didn't tear the way he wanted them to. Another because one of the docs said good-bye to him but didn't wave. And another for some reason I don't remember. {{{ sigh }}}

Our last appointment was for an infusion of IVIG. He got to sit in a big easy chair and watch "Sponge Bob" (blech) for a couple of hours. I brought him a carton of milk and a big slice of hamburger pizza, and he was happy through most of that.

But here's the biggest news of the day: While we were waiting for one of Ryan's appointments, the clinic nurse came and found me to tell me that MRD was back. And it was negative. No cancer in his marrow. I started crying when she told me and she gave me a hug. I'm still teary about it. I feel like I've won an award and I need to start thanking all the people who made it possible.

But really, if all those people made it possible, it is because God made those people, and He worked through them. Thank you, everyone. For every kindness, every thought, every prayer.

Ryan is cancer free. Please keep praying that he stays that way forever.

Love and hugs, y'all. Lots of love and hugs.
-Kimberly