We have a date

Mike has seen the neurosurgeon, and the date has been set for the surgery. July 1 at 5:45am, Mike will have the pituitary tumor removed. We hope that this is the end . . . the end of headaches, the end of endocrine issues, the end of hospitals, the end of doctor appointments, the end of living in survival mode . . . . but time will tell. As you know, the tumor has grown very rapidly, and my theory is that when Mike has days of horrible headaches and vision loss, the tumor is growing, but I'm not a doctor! Due to the rate of growth, there is concern that it is malignant, but 85% of these tumors are benign so the odds are on our side. . . . but it's not just the odds, is it? It's the God of creation who knows our bodies and the intricacies therein that is on our side. Mike and I have been feeling at peace lately, we have been feeling blessed and like we might be able to talk about the future - a future we weren't always sure we would have. God is good, all the time, friends.
Mike turns 35 (yikes!) in a week, mom and aunt are coming in a week for a visit, then Mike is doing a wedding, then we are getting away for a couple days for our 8th anniversary, and then the surgery. Not sure about the recovery process. The surgery is done through the nose but there is drilling through the skull involved. I imagine the gall bladder surgery was a pregame drill in comparison!
Thank you for praying for us friends. You da best!