Waiting...

I think the hardest part of all this (so far) is the waiting game.  Waiting to hear about results, waiting to find out what the treatment is going to be, waiting to see what our futures hold.  I try really hard not to get frustrated with Al's mom because I know she's coming from a good place when she asks if we've heard anything yet but it's just a continual reminder to me that we haven't heard anything yet.  It's hard to wrap your mind around what's going on when you don't have anything tangible to grasp onto.  So right now I'm just holding onto Al a little longer and letting my fears and worries of the unknown melt away into his warm hugs.