He always has an appointment at the brain tumor clinic close to his MRI, this time it will be on March 5th. We will see everyone from neurologist, oncologist etc. It usually lasts about 3 hours. I've always looked forward to these visits, getting the reassurance that everything is fine, we will have to get used to doing this every 6 months now. That's a good thing, it's also bitter sweet. The longer in between MRIs the longer in between us hearing "All Clear". I'm praying for good results.
Everytime I look at Asher I remember how lucky he's been. A tumor that is unusual for a child to have, a very aggressive fast growing tumor unusual to be found in the brain, but here he is, alive and smiling from ear to ear (unless you tell him No). I've learned more from this little boy in the past three years than I did from anyone in my life. I learned that I can not always be in control of life, I learned to sit back and have faith in doctors, I learned who my real friends are and those who aren't. I learned that there are people out there that care, sometimes complete strangers. I learned that tomorrow isn't guaranteed and to take full advantage of today, I also learned to stand up and follow my gut and to speak out.
Asher still has a long road ahead of him..the after effects do not slow him down though. Even though he can not use his right hand he tries even harder to do the things that should be normal for kids his age like climbing. Watching him struggle to get on the couch is heart breaking, but seeing him glow with pride once he's made it up there by himself melts my heart. For him these struggles are normal, for us they seem so hard. He's a fighter and my hero. He's changed our lives, for the better.
And here are the latest pictures..
Watching Nick Jr
Waiting for g'ma to put his shoes on
wearing g'pas hat
Racing with his cousin
Love you lil Asherman, so proud to be your grandma.



























