Day 39

(Sung to the tune of "Tradition" from Fiddler on the Roof)

Remission, Remission. Remission!
Remission, Remission. Remission!

Who, day and night, must live in the hospital,
Get his counts and chemo, do his daily dances?
And who made it here, as master of the crib,
To get the final word today?

The Ari, The Ari.  REMISSION!

Who was told the way to beat this bad disease,
A clear blood, an empty marrow?
Who thought it would take
forty days and nights?

 The Ari, The Ari. REMISSION!

At 9, he got his Lumbar punc,
At 10, bone marrow tested
We hear they are both cancer free.
I hope this remains.

The Ari, The Ari. REMISSION!

And who now starts new meds
to mend and tend and fix,
Preparing to rid him of
this horrible disease.

The Ari, The Ari. REMISSION!
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Daily Update

See song lyrics above!  Bone marrow biopsy CLEAR.  Spinal fluid CLEAR.  Blood CLEAR.  He's in REMISSION!

How will we celebrate?

In a few hours, Ari will have cocktails!  That's right, a bunch of different concoctions and a 24 hour continuous drip of something off the bar menu called high dose methotrexate. (Google it, but no need to tell me what you find.) 

The worst part of the next 24 hours?  Ari won't be able to leave the floor, but because of his lingering tummy infection, he cannot leave the room (because he could infect a kid with a compromised immune system).

So if you want to visit us tomorrow, we would love to see you (if you and your family are 100% healthy) but you have to bring some sort of entertainment (a musical instrument, an art project, something silly, a clown suit, finger paints, some workmen, etc etc etc).  Ari wants to be outside whenever he's awake so I don't know how we're going to keep him busy and happy.  Email me to coordinate.

Even though we're anticipating a looong day and then some nasty side effects for the remainder of the weekend and week, we couldn't be happier.

Have a wonderful weekend!!!  Thanks for all the love and support!