Good Week

Wow what a good week this has been. First McKenna lost a tooth on Sunday and on Monday. She is now toothless. Her top front teeth are gone. With two more to fall out yet. I really can see how much she is growing because of the spaces between her teeth are more noticeable. Plus I could sit for hours and look at the world from her eyes. She is constantly reminding me that there is goodness in this world from her point of view. Because what she counts as exciting and neat we as adults forget to think about. Thursday we went to her school for Arts with the Kindergartners. She made this picture of a butterfly and they turned it into a magnet. I was so proud of her. We then went into the Library for a quick little concert by them. I was so proud of her she did the motions and sang. We have reached a new high!!! Yahoo!!!!

Thursday I woke up so tense that I could not eat all day. Nor did I sleep good I was worried. I decided I needed to pray but it was still on my mind is today the day or do I get good news again. So many of my friends haven't been so lucky. Did God hear my prayer. I also think am I deserving enough to have another chance at life with my daughter. That may sound bad but that is my thinking. My chances of survival are 78-88%. Who am I to ask God for one more day or one more year with my daughter. My ups and downs in life and with God make me feel that I am not deserving to have another day or that I need to be taught another lesson. I am trying to change my thinking but its hard to not think this way. I leave work at 2:00 and drive to the doctor.
Unfortunately it took only about 8 pictures to get the xrays good enough for the doctor to read them. For the first time they showed me my first X-rays 2 years ago to my X-rays today. I could not see anything but I kept praying as they went in and out of the room taking more X-rays. I am then taken into the room to speak to my doctor who tells me once again..... Your clean everything looks fine!!!!!!!!!! I was so happy that I was done ready to leave. He was kind enough to drain some fluid out of my pocket of my lumpectomy to give me some relief from pain and then I was out the door. For one more day with my daughter, family and friends. Because unlike some other people I can only take one day at a time.

Thank you God for granting me one more day and hour and whatever else you give me to be with my family and friends. Especially my little girl.