We have a date: Tuesday, August 25. We'll be flying to Raleigh on Sunday, getting Max checked out on Monday at Duke, then the infusion will happen Tuesday, with a followup with a neurologist on Wednesday.
The amazing Jenn, Jude's mom, recently mentioned stem cell therapy research from Stanford School of Medicine on her blog that shows how promising it can be, check it out. Still, as you know, I am not getting my hopes up too high, a defense mechanism I've learned over the years.
I haven't yet started talking about this with Max or Sabrina, but I'm going to be straight up: I'll tell Max he's going on a trip to the doctor, and I'll tell Sabrina that she's going to stay with our friends while Max is there. My friend Hedy pointed out that Sabrina shouldn't be too disappointed missing a trip to the doctor, but you just never know with her—she gets jealous when we give Max any extra attention. Yesterday I was showing Max in the mirror that he'd lost another tooth and she kept shoving her face in front of it to look at herself. She is so four.
I'm not getting my hopes up too high about the stem cell transplant. But I am getting awfully excited.
Here's to a weekend filled with good things for all of us!
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