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This is our FIGHT shirt!! Let's do this!! 

Please pray for my son!!!

3:30 PM Update:

Surgery didn't get under way until noon. Radiology took longer than expected, yet the surgery took less time than expected. All-in-all, it took two hours. 

I just got word from Randy: he's good. Tired, but good. There was a mix-up, and I was never taken back to see him. While I was out, demanding to be taken to my son, Randy was given the easy route and taken to him by a sneaky nurse. Lucky!!

After the ok was given last year, I ended up deleting my room tracker. Hopefully this is the last room we need to track this time. We are in RC5.806. I can't wait to see my Caden. It has been a long wait!

My first glimpse. 

He is SO thirsty. 

He was even awake long enough to give me a smile. I was surprised to see it so soon. He is always reassuring me. I love him so much!! 

He is resting now. Oh, how I love that morphine. I would do just about anything to keep him from feeling pain. 

On May 7, 2014, Randy, Caden, and I took a picture just before him going into the big surgery. I don't have access to it right now, but I did take one today as kind of a then-and-now picture. When I saw it, I almost asked to take another one. But, to tell you the truth, it is absolutely perfect. Randy and I are on either side, supporting our beautiful child. We look haggard. We are tired, worried, worn-out, just trying to send him off with our dignity. But on the inside- we are screaming. We want to run him away from all of this necessary torture. But all that we want him to see, is smiling. Even when we feel like crying. 

Stupid cancer!