I'm out running this morning before work, and my mind wanders to GH's CT scan on Monday. I'm in that weird, zoned-out running place, kind of like I'm dreaming. I had a full-on daydream that we were at the appointment with GH's doctor to get the CT results and she said, "Houston, we have a miracle. I don't see any evidence of cancer on this scan at all." She then went on to say that she wanted GH to do one more round of chemo to be sure they'd killed any lurking cells, but that he was in full remission.
How fucking awesome would that be?