Good news?

How about some good news? I think it's about time I shared some.
There's been some pretty crazy stuff going on in the family and I have been reluctant to share it publicly for various reasons. But it's already been made public now, so I feel at liberty to share it on a public forum.
The first day of spring brought with it some frightening possibilities, and by mid April, we knew it for certain. My 29 year old sister was diagnosed with grade 3 invasive ductal carcinoma. Apparently the most aggressive form of breast cancer. And most prone to spread. It doesn't make sense that someone so young who had nursed four children recently could have developed this.
I was confused. I'm a guy, so I couldn't understand what all this was about. And concerned for my family and for hers - a mortgage, four young ones being home-schooled...
Great news so far, right?
Well compared to some other horror stories out there, things have gone very smoothly thus far. Family, church, old friends and community have come together to provide child care, food, and most importantly, prayer! She managed to get a relatively prompt appointment for surgery which ended up getting bumped up in April to a "can you come in tomorrow?"
Recovery from the surgery was painful and will leave nerve damage for about a year. The children had to be shipped out for a week and she had to spend a lot of time resting and worrying. Or maybe my brother in law was doing all of that for her. She still cannot pick up any of the kids.
The tests came in this week and it looks like a good clean margin on the surgery - good news! Also the tests have come back and have shown that there is no trace of cancer having spread to any of the lymph nodes - amazing news!
Regardless of the good results, chemo and maybe radiation will have to be performed. That will be a pretty tough six months.
I have been very unreachable lately what with trying to be everywhere at once, and I think this is me now feeling pretty tired. For those who knew, thanks for your continued prayers and support. They have been felt. God is good, though I don't deserve His goodness. For those who didn't know - well now you do.
I suppose we're going to get used to all this sooner or later. My oldest brother was my age when he survived brain cancer. So I guess you can say we're pretty fortunate in our misfortune.