I have been officially accepted into the clinical trial (thank you, Genentech).
I have been randomized into Arm A of the trial, which means I get the very potent and promising trial drug (thank you, prayer warriors).
I have my first treatment on Monday (thank you, God).
I get to keep my hair (I don't really know who to thank for this one but I am certainly grateful).
I received the call from the study nurse letting me know all of this while standing in the toothpaste aisle at Target. When I hung up I couldn't help but cry, as I was so overwhelmed by gratitude. My dear friend Jennifer held me up and wisely reminded me, when I expressed concern about how I was embarassing myself in public, that there really wasn't that much remarkable about a grown woman sobbing into a Listerine display in the Palmdale Target. Point taken.
Yes, it is a good day. I have NO DOUBT that this fantastic news is a direct result of all the prayers being said on my behalf. I am filled with hope and the certainty that God is listening. Thank you so very much.