Today I Know God Has Healed Jack

Jack and I are home. We had a long day waiting in the clinic offices. Jack's main oncologist was covering a couple of different areas so he was several hours late for Jack's appt. I was fine with that, although by the 100th sigh from Jack, I could tell he wasn't. At one point they let us go grab a snack as we hadn't eaten breakfast before the appt. Jack saw 3 doctors and 1 nurse today. Everyone was busting at the seams to tell us how good Jack's MRI looked. They were thrilled. One of the doctors, the neurosurgeon, said that the results were "exceptional," something that they could have only hoped for.
We got to see the scan from yesterday compared with one from 3 months ago and the results were exceptional. There is still a small amount of highlighted area, but compared to 3 months ago it has decreased by about 3 times. I am assuming that the radiologist would still consider what is left as necrosis (dead cells from the radiation). The hyperbaric treatments were a smashing success, as that is one reason that the healing was so substantial. Of course the real praise goes to God. I have learned in the last 3 years, "In all things praise God." I hope that my faith has grown to do just that in all circumstances...

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you for your prayers. God has heard Jack's name hundreds of times this week, and thousands over the last 3 years. I looked at Dr. Bower's today and said that we were nearing the end of this journey and with humility and joy he looked right into my eyes and just shook his head up and down. I am sure it is against the doctor rule to be too hopeful, or lead someone down a path of victory, too early. But today I know that God has healed Jack and for that I am truly grateful.