He did it!

He scraped through with a score of 56 (needed 55).

I am so relieved. The longer we had to wait, the more I was certain that I wanted him to get in. Yes, it means that we may have lots more difficult stuff to face over the next few months, but it does mean the future is not set in stone. It opens up new possibilities.

We’re not in the trial for definite yet. Next week is the rest of the screening, including the lumbar puncture which would assess whether there are any physical problems that would prevent the placement of a spinal port. But he’s over the first hurdle, so I’m hopeful that he’ll get in.

Now I get to go and celebrate by doing the washing up! (And eating some chocolate brownie that I made this afternoon when I didn’t know whether I would need it to drown my sorrows.)