I'm not one for suspense writing (sorry, Amy!), so here it is:

The scan (with the exception of some "post surgical" changes that had been there before) was clean.

Dh and I (and our loved ones) were able to let go of our collectively held breath, at least until the end of September, when we scan again.

The news was the nicest anniversary present we could have asked for yesterday--although the fifteen roses and dinner out were lovely, too (Thanks Dad for the "manny" services).

Big thank yous and hugs to all who've been praying for us.