In and Out!

Donovan's first clinic visit as an out-of-province visiting patient was everything we hoped for and more...

Laurier took him yesterday to Edmonton, and they had a CT scan bright and early at 7:30 a.m., followed by bloodwork and then the docs. Well, Donovan's lungs continue to rock! His FEV1 was 91%!!! Fantastic! He reprots that he did have a higher blow, (93%) but he couldn't repeat it. During the test, the patient sits in a little booth, kind of looks like a gondola booth, and then blows into a device that is hooked to a computer. It takes all kinds of measurements, and they print out the most consistent one. Anyway, his new breathers are doing their job, and we look forward to even higher scores. They can improve up to 3 years after transplant if all goes well, and it will, right?

His CT scan showed improvement as well, not total irradication of the fungus yet, but we'll take improvement. He has to do another month of inhaled treatment for it, but hey, its not IV and its not done in hospital...so that is good news as well.

The best part of today was being kicked out for a whole entire calendar month! Freedom from all things medical in Edmonton!!! hallelujah! And no offense docs, but we won't miss you a bit!!! The only reason we'll head west in the next while is to make Donny an uncle and me a Grandma!

The snow is softly falling leaving a field of diamonds glinting in the moonlight as I sit here tonight in my cozy kitchen. A candles flickers softly. I can hear the cat padding down the hall, and Stephen is strumming his guitar downstairs, preferring that to his homework assignment, it would seem. I glance at the clock, counting the hours until I'll hear Laurier's car, the crunch of it's tires in our driveway, and my heart will be filled as I see Donovan's lanky figure toting the suitcase that was packed for a longer stay in Edmonton, just in case, crossing the threshold of home.

Spring is coming, bringing with it the promise of new life. We have come through fall and winter's grip is slowly loosening its hold. Each season in its turn brings challenges and happiness.

Truly, "to everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven."

I wish you all the peace of knowing God through each season in your life, and thank you for seeing us through the harshness of ours, and celebrating Donovan's new life.

Love,

Beth