Writing on this blog has made me start writing on my family one! It's nice to see people are still out there using the blogs.

Yesterday, Trent went in for surgery and once he was dressed and had the IV in, his dr told us they had ordered the wrong medication so that we would have to wait or reschedule in the next four weeks. We had gotten there at 6:30 a.m. and by 2:00 they took him back for the hour procedure. He did really well, and he isn't allowed to talk at all for a week. I gave him a bell to ring if he needs me, and many times he rings the crap out of it. I keep thinking he is trying to be funny, but then there are times he really needs me ASAP. Point is I need to tell him the story of the "Boy Who Cried Wolf." We are hoping this will be a temporary boost to help his vocal cord. If it works, then by the time it wears off we are hoping it made improvments, if not then we may do it again until the year is up and we can do something more permanent. We go in to find out if we just need to do petscans every six months to make sure this mass doesn't come back or if we need other treatments on Monday.