Years upon years of medical research.
Months and months of waiting.
Days and days of training and preparation.
Here we go.
Brady’s warrior huCart cells are in.
I imagine them racing through his blood stream with their tiny little army shields up and their mighty swords out looking to destroy any cancer cells that try to stand in their way.
So now we pray. Pray for success. Pray for protection. Pray for healing. Pray for a miracle.
How incredibly humbling it is to be able to stand on the shoulders of all those warriors that have gone before us to advance this research.
To be able to witness a miracle because of the tireless work of those that have been gifted with unbelievable intelligence to dissect these cancers and transform the face of medicine as we know it.
What an enormous gift.
A gift of time.
Way to battle, Brady.
Way to battle.
Miracles still exist,
“You have armed me with strength for the battle.”