miracle

Well, Eric, my ex who was diagnosed with leukaemia 3 weeks ago, went for his weekly transfusions this week, and was told that he has no leukaemia cells in his body! This is after 120 3 weeks ago, then 70, then 20. He has loads of people praying for him, so who says the age of miracles is past? He hasn't eaten much for weeks, but when I saw him the other night he had just finished sausage and mash! We realise, of course, that a remission may last an indefinite period of time.
The bad news is that after 3 days on the new boat, I put those precious 2 pounds back on! Still, I'm not downhearted. Easy on, easy off, I say.
The boat is good, if extremely small. It needs a few things done but nothing major. We lit the stove on a chilly evening and it was really cosy.
Have a good weekend and thanks for the thoughts and prayers. It means a lot.