The Waiting Game

We are officially playing The Waiting Game. Henry has four small (2 mm is the largest) nodules in his lungs. They are absorbing the radioactive iodine, which is good. But we don't know if it will be enough to get rid of them and we won't know for a while - probably months. Our next doctor's appointment is in April, where we will discuss long term treatment plans and monitoring with our pediatric endocrinologist. His blood work looks good, though, so we're as happy as we can be with an 8 year old with cancer that has metastasized to his lungs.

So here we sit. Waiting. But lots of fun things are on the horizon - Easter! Spring Break! Soccer! Baseball! Tessa's birthday! All of these things are coming up in the next few months. So I'll try to stop googling nasty cancer-related stuff and regain a bit of balance.

In other news, Jay and I have new callings at church. We were both released from Primary (I was in Nursery and Jay was 11 year old teacher/11 year old Scout leader) and called to teach the 17 year old Sunday School class. We'll be team teaching, which will be fun. Hopefully we can reach a happy medium since I like to start preparing lessons a week or so ahead of time and, well, let's just say Jay doesn't. I think we'll have to compromise.

It'll be quite a change for me. For the past 2 1/2 years I've been in the nursery with the 18 month to 3 year olds. There is something really sweet about Nursery and I'll miss it. And although I'm guessing that the 17 year olds are all potty trained (no more performing the sniff test to ferret out who needs a diaper change) they don't get snacks every week in class either. It's a trade-off, for sure, but one that we're excited about.