Dear God....

Today I spent the ENTIRE day at MD Anderson. We left the house at 8:30am and got home at 7:30pm. It was a long day. I forgot how busy a Monday there is. Nothing really new to report. I will go get some tests run next week which will give me a better idea of a few things. I will get my first bench mark thyroglobulin level. They are hoping for something less than one (which means there probably isn't cancer left). They will also check my parathyroids which have been testy after my surgery and not wanting to work (we are hoping they will come back), and they will check my levels for dosing my synthroid to see if what I am on now is an appropriate dose. After next week I won't go back until January when I will have an ultrasound done. I will get that done every six months and then will have a repeat radioactive iodine scan in the Fall. As long as that is negative I will just repeat the ultrasound every six months. So that is the plan....

Now back to my real reason for this post....

Tonight as I took Hadley to bed she was saying her prayer and it went like this:

Dear God,

Thank you for my Mommy. (She said this as she grabbed my face with both of her little hands and put her head up to mine while she prayed the whole time.) Thank you for making my Mommy feel better. Thank you for making my Mommy's boo-boo go away. Thank you for NO MORE DOCTORS for Mommy. And thank you for getting rid of my cough (which she hasn't had). THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. AMEN!

It just melted my heart. We were not even talking about my doctors appointment before bed, we were reading Brown Bear, Brown Bear. Yet it was on her mind. Was so sweet, it made me teary to hear my two year old say a prayer like that. Teary eyed that she was so sweet with such a genuine heartful prayer for me, and teary eyed that this is her reality too.

I just LOVE her. She is full of spunk and a little turkey at times, but she really has a sweet, sweet heart. I wouldn't change her for the world...