About two and a half weeks ago, my Dad was told he needed to consider hospice/palliative care, or could try radiation--but there wasn't much hope of success--, or do nothing.  He was given weeks not months. The next day he was seen by a doctor in Nashville and surgery was scheduled for June 10 at Vanderbilt. Today, my Dad is home--the tumor in his head was removed last Wesdnesday and the surgeon told us that he got it all. We have two miracles---Dad no longer has the tumor and I can breathe again!

He will start radiation and chemo in 3 weeks to get rid of anything microscopic that was left. He was in surgery for 12.5 hours, ICU for three days, and a room for two days. His ear, part of his jaw, upper facial nerve, all hearing bones, and a small  part of his skull is gone, but the graft from his leg was successful.

Sometimes it's still hard to believe. The cancer is gone. It's weird to type it out! What a wonderful, mighty, prayer-answering God we serve! And yesterday we brought him home with us. I sat on the porch drinking coffee with my Daddy this morning, watching for the deer in the pasture. It was a sweet blessing.

Tonight all of our family are coming to my house to celebrate. He's wanting to see his six siblings and their families. It's sure to be quite a time.  I've got to go--got some housework to do for tonight!