78 days

I was getting tired of counting the weeks so I thought for a change we could count the days.
March 1st seems like it was so long ago. Apparently it was, 78 days is a LONG time!

We can't seem to remember the date exactly but it was around 4 years ago this month that Sandi was first diagnosed. She went into the hospital on a Wednesday I think and they did the surgery on Thursday for what was thought to be appendicitis and it turned out to be this horrible cancer. All I remember was that it was a Monday night when mom called me to tell me what the diagnosis actually was. It never even occurred to us that she could be stricken with this
at the tender age of 29. Turns out May is just a bad month all around where Sandi and this illness are concerned. Both of her re-occurrences were diagnosed in May as well. Sandi and I used to joke that we were just going to tear the month of May out of our calendars and go on with our lives!

That said, Sandi has always had this great Pollyanna attitude about this. Those of you who know her personally know that she doesn't allow it to drag her down. For every bad thing that happens she seems to find the positive side to focus on. I have given her a lot of grief about this but it is one of the things that I admire most about her! The ability to focus on the positive aspects, whether it is the fact that because she was diagnosed in May so she had the summer to heal from her surgery so she wouldn't miss as much school or the fact that she was diagnosed early enough to give her a fighting chance is a quality of Sandi that many of us need to adopt I think!

Sandi didn't give up then and she is not giving up now. She seems to be breathing a little easier again and while there is not much new to report on she is still doing much better than expected and she is still keeping the doctors on their toes. Each day is certainly new with Sandi! Keep praying for her strength and health. Each prayer helps.