We didn't have the celebration we had planned for Mollie's last day of treatment, but the day was momentous and memorable none the less! On Saturday morning, we presented Lucy and Mollie with trophies for being so courageous over the past 2 and a half years (810 days). Mollie has been wanting a trophy for a while now and she couldn't believe she got a real trophy!
If you haven't been there, you just can't imagine what it feels like to sit waiting to find out if your child has relapsed. Matt and I hardly talked to each other- I think we were each in our own little bubbles of worry, just trying to keep it together. My mind was jumping from wondering how other parents felt when they were in our seats to 'how am I going to summon the strength to face this beast again, with a worse prognosis.' But... we got great news and I know how fortunate we are. I am trying to focus on that. I know Mollie feels some trepidation about going off treatment. I don't think she fully realizes that the cancer can come back, but she just feels strange not taking medicine every night. I can only hope that soon the nightly meds will be a fuzzy memory as we focus on living well, not worrying.
On that train of thought, we spent the rest of the weekend enjoying being out of the hospital. My parents stayed until yesterday, so we did some shopping, walked around the UNCC botanical garden, dined at various local establishments, and took a little walk around uptown. Today, we went letterboxing (if you don't know what that is, look it up and try it in your area). We found a letterbox at a park that is just around the corner from our house. Mollie and Lucy thought we were on a treasure hunt and had a grand time! Liam got his second tooth so he was just enjoying the ride. Mollie walked a lot and is feeling good! Her gums are still a little swollen and the rash is just about faded away. We will follow up with the oncs here on Thursday.