I've spent the day wound so tight I thought I might burst - it feels like so much is riding on the MRI and bone marrow aspirate that Georgia is having done tomorrow. Brian got home this morning which I thought would ease my fears and take my mind off of the obvious but no such luck. Late in the day I went to the store, a little break after several days on my own.. I thought maybe I could breathe and make grocery shopping a distraction, it didn't work either. I found myself wandering the isles unable to focus on the task at hand, feeling more uptight than ever. We have every reason to believe that tomorrow will go well, Georgia is pulling up on everything, bouncing on her legs, moving from furniture to toy and back again, she's crawling, kicking and loving it all - I just know there aren't any guarantees. What we know is that the course of treatment thus far has worked no matter what tomorrow shows, Georgia is so much more physically active than she was six weeks ago. I never waiver on if we will get through this, I just don't know how rocky the road is going to be.