My 10% status finally comes in handy.

So, when ever they put me on a new medication, they always say, "these are the side effects. And these are the rare side effects, but don't worry, only 10% of the people get them." And sure enough, I get them. Any possible drug interactions, i get them. anything where only 10% of the people experience a problem...you get the idea. But this has finally worked in my favor. So, here we go. Are you ready?
Only 10% of the people who use R-chop (my chemo regiment) experience complete remission after three rounds.
(Take a deep breath. No, you're not reading this wrong.)
That's right folks. Fred is dead. The only thing that glowed on my PET scan was my heart, and that's supposed to.
I barely know what to say. I made him repeat himself three times in three different ways to make sure I understood. There is NO sign of cancer. I wish I could write eloquently at the moment, but besides not having the words, I have to go to choir. I probably won't post again tonight. Or maybe I will. There is more to tell, but I had to get the good news out first. I still need to process.
Thank you, thank you, thank you all for the prayers. Love, Elizabeth