No easy way to start this… no NED. Not yet. I have to admit, we’re so very disappointed. Not in Jake, not in our treatments or Docs or in anything we have done or could do… just disappointed that Jacob must continue to endure all of this. Saddened that God’s will and mine just aren’t on the same page right now and that I can’t see where all of this is going. I like answers but there are none to be had in the great scheme of this disease. We are getting closer. Our Docs are very happy with what they saw. I believe by their excitement, that his results are better than what they anticipated and when we put aside what WE wanted, the news really is positive. But the bottom
line is… we are going to Dallas. Jake will begin MIBG treatment in a little over a week. There is a lot to do. There are lots of little
details with the kids and back-to-school and travel arrangements that need to be worked out. There isn’t much time to wallow but I kinda want to. Some days it feels like a part of our lives are just gone. Lost. So tonight we might wallow a little and tomorrow, we’ll pick ourselves up by the bootstraps and move on. Here is what we learned today… there is still disease in his skull, one of his hips, the knee area that was our initial symptom of disease is still pretty dark, and there are still areas in the legs. The biggest praise… NOTHING present in the

liver! The spots are gone! And the origination spot in the abdomen where the tumor and adrenal gland were removed continues to be clear. There really are lots of praises with these tests. It was a week full of zig-zags. We went in Tuesday for Jake’s bone aspiration only to find that his platelets had dropped 30 points and without a transfusion he couldn’t have the procedure. We jumped that hurdle and yesterday when they placed the IV, it had issues. We actually had to take him off the scan table and back to the room to work through that. His little veins are so done. We pushed thru and it worked for us eventually only to find that it had blown today when we were ready to use it again. We had to go for the other arm. It didn’t want to take at first either but with a little digging it finally came thru. (I just want to cry as he screams while they have to dig in his veins to get them to work.) Today, we tried something new for his MIBG and didn’t sedate him. It was a lesson. It was 50 minutes and he did well for a good part of it but when they had to tie his arms down, his head straight forward and bring that machi

ne about an inch from his nose, he lost it. And quietly, I did too. He’s not quite ready for that one without sedation. If that part of the scan was a couple of minutes it would be fine, but it was twenty and he’s only five. He recovered and tonight he’s a happy boy… all is forgotten because of a special trip to Toys R Us from a very special little friend – thank you Eli! So now we keep trekking along. I ask for prayer over our trip to Cook’s Children’s Hospital on Monday. We will go for the day to

meet our team there. And here’s the BIG ONE… please start praying over Jakey’s Blankedy. We found one that looks very much like his old one but so far he wants nothing to do with it. This could be the hardest part of this treatment as this is where so much of his comfort comes from and it won’t be in the room with him. I also ask you to continue to lift up our little friend, Sean. He is hanging in there strong and brave, and we are keeping the FAITH. Miracles happen! I don’t think we can ever express how much it means to us to have you all walking this road with us. Your continued blessings of your prayer and kindness just keep coming and we are strengthened by your love! I ran across this tonight – a little God Wink in my moment of tears and thought I’d share…
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow; it empties today of it’s strength. – Corrie ten Boom
And so I find comfort in these words and this is my song of choice tonight…. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1JBSQMkQEo
What Faith Can Do by Kutless. Wendy, this is for you too, my sweet friend… dreams that move mountains, hope that doesn’t ever end.