Brad has just left for work, and I thought I should post an entry on our blog. I haven’t yet posted (since I am feeling ill) mostly due to the fact that I don’t like to write things that are going to be seen on the internet. It is weird for me to have my words heading out into a great unknown cyberspace. I am gad that Brad enjoys keeping you all updated.
Right now I am hunched in front of the computer with candles around me. We have not lost electrical power here on Guilford in Indianapolis - it helps generate a little bit of heat in the office where we keep the computer. In this cold weather I can’t stand to be in the office for more than 10 minutes without an additional heat source. This is one side effect of having no hair. I love the quick styling and low cost for shampoo that I am enjoying, but NO insulation on the head during the winter has given me pause to miss the hair.
Four days with no visit to a doctor or hospital felt like an eternity. Of course, I was in the house for almost all of the time which I think made the time move very slowly. There were some fun moments such as family game time and family movie night, but I am still getting used to not participating as much in the boys’ weekend activities. Noah has joined a futsal team with the members of his spring travel soccer team, and I haven’t seen him play yet. He has only played two games, but I am mourning the projection that I won’t see many this spring. I also miss all of the great times I had chatting with other fencing parents at the JCC on Thursday and Saturdays. Brad (along with family and friends) have been so good at making sure Micah and Noah are still getting to these things.
I have been home from the hospital for 16 days! A new record in this journey. The doctor commented today on how back to normal I seemed and what good color I had. I reminded him about the wonders of make-up. He laughed. I do feel good and my counts are what they should be for anyone without leukemia. That means it is time for round number 4. This is my 2nd round of Part B of the two different chemotherapy treatments I receive. These drugs didn’t make me sick to my stomach last time, but I did end up back in the hospital for 7 days with an infection. Each treatment is an adventure with how my body will respond.
The doctor let us decide when to go to the hospital this week. It was strange sitting there having him say “When do want to go in?” I felt like yelling “What do you mean? I don’t ever want to go in! Do I have a choice? Let’s just get this over with. How about right NOW!” The doctor suggested Saturday, Brad and I after some hemming and hawing decided on Friday. Might as well get it over with. When I finish with this treatment, the chemotherapy treatments will be half over (if everything goes as planned). It still seems like a long time away.
Right now I plan to be in the hospital from Friday through Monday - recovering at home next week and making the daily 16 mile trips to the doctor’s office in Carmel for shots and blood draws. I am praying for a good attitude and courage to face whatever comes over the next weeks. The trips back and forth to Methodist are hard for Brad and the boys (but what part of this whole thing is not?), and I miss being at home with them.
Thanks to all of you who have brought meals, sent cards, called, driven me to the doctor, etc. It is very encouraging to us. Dealing with loneliness is part of the process, but it is easier to see God’s love for us through you all.
Hoping for warmer days,
Laura