Wednesday was our day in Portland. It started off with a CT scan and was followed by an MRI. We then met with the doctors much later in the afternoon. We were given a GREAT surprise by our daughters, Tory and Tiffany, and our son, Michael, and his girlfriend, Amber, showing up at the appointment with the doctor. Them showing up brought a smile to our faces which even got bigger when we met with the doctors. One doctor called it a miracle, and the other doctor could not believe that the tumor had not grown and that there was nothing in the lungs. They decided that I do not have to be tested again for four months instead of three. I will continue to have these checks every three to four months for two years (since this is the critical time). The girls went out to dinner to celebrate with us. My plan is still to attempt to run my fifty miler in two weeks with Tiffany and Michael. I'm still finding it hard to believe that I was only walking half a block with a cane less than one year ago. I hope all is well with all of you. Thanks for checking on me.