Relief
A sigh of relief and a prayer of thanks to God! (not necessarily in that order!). I was a little nervous about Anna's eye appointment today, since she had missed a few of her Cyclosporine pills last week (since she had been sick). But the eyes have not changed all that much in the six weeks since the last appointment. And the doctor said that if the next two appointments are okay (he said he's happy with how she's currently doing, even though there is a trace of cells in the left eye), we might even go to eight weeks between appointments. That may not seem like much to cheer about to the average person, but for Anna and her eye doctor, this is good news indeed! I need to be thankful for the small things (like this), although in my heart, I would love to get to a point where we could begin to decrease some of Anna's medications. But with a trace of cells still present, that's probably not in the near future at all.

Chillin' out at the farm in Maryland. Can you tell that Anna loves the color green? Anything green--any shade of green!

Here's where we sit back and see what happens . . . Anna's had several viruses lately . . . respiratory, then something that included a headache, queasy stomach, and a low-grade fever. Two days later she had some intestinal troubles. Missed two days of school. So I checked with the powers that be about giving her the Cyclosporine (it's a strong immune-suppressent medication). The advice was to stop the Cyclosporine for a few days, until she regains her health. In many ways, that's a relief, and I just want Anna to feel better (on Wednesday she dissolved into tears and said she was so tired and sick of being tired and sick). On the other hand, she has an eye appointment next Thursday, and I'm just a little wary about what the "vacation from Cyclosporine" will do to the eye inflammation. Nothing to do but wait and see (and place everything in God's hands). . . at least she's more perky today, and much more herself than she has been for awhile.