It is hard to believe that it has been three weeks since this all started and two weeks since my first chemo treatment. Tomorrow it is time to do it all again.
For some reason when I think of this I always picture Diego on Ice Age saying excitedly, "Who's up for round 2?!?" (If you don't know what I am talking about you probably don't have kids or your kids are grown. Just for kicks, rent the movie. It is a good one.) Although, I am not quite as excited as Diego, I am excited to be one step closer to the end. That is the way I look at it anyway.
A lifetime ago I was a middle distance runner. I ran the 800 meter and the mile and every race was broke down into 200 meter chunks. There are 8 - 200 meters sections in a mile and I feel like I have completed the first one, which is always the easy one. You have adrenaline on your side, you are fresh and ready to go. The only thing you have to worry about is not going out to fast because you will have nothing left at the end. If you are a runner, you know what I am saying. The 2nd 200 you try to settle in on your pace. I know it probably seems silly to most but anytime anything tough comes my way, this training always comes back to me.I can hear my coaches voice in my head, his exact words. Again, I am amazed that God provided me with these tools so long ago to apply to the toughest and longest "race" I will face in my life.
Anyway, I don't what brought that up but I feel I am ready, as ready as I can ever be anyway. It was a little difficult tonight. I made dinner and we all ate as a family at the table. This is something we cherish but will most likely not happen for the next few days. I caught Jason looking at me with his concerned eyes and he told me loved me. I said, "You are preparing to lose your wife again for a little while aren't you?" He said nothing. I reassured him that I would be back soon.
So, I will be seeking the Lord tonight steadily. Asking Him to provide me with the provisions I need to get through this for the 2nd time, armed with the wisdom I gained from last time. I am praying that the adjustments they are making in my medication will keep the nausea at bay. I am praying that the bad days are over soon - even if it is just like last time, that is okay. But despite it all, I know I will be okay no matter what. God is on my side.
Funny's of the Day:
Evidently Creide provides us the majority of our entertainment around here because here are two more from this 3 year old firecracker.
1.) Taking his finger and sticking it up his nose he asks me as serious as can be, "Mommy, why don't we do this?"
2.) We had to go to the store and get some medication for me and he started in on how he didn't want to go and how he was going to stay home by himself and on and on and on.... It was then that like any good mother does I used reverse psychology. (Just kidding, any good parent would tell you that this is not the proper parenting technique to use.) Anyway, I told him that was fine he could stay here and that daddy and I would simply enjoy our ice cream without him. He quickly changed his mind about the whole staying home alone thing. Jason being the dad he is said, "Oh no, it is too late, you have to stay here." Creide started laughing at him cause Jason is just SO believable. Jason says, "Look at my face, I am serious." Without skipping a beat Creide says to his daddy, "Look at MY face, I'm serious." It was hilarious to hear that come out of his 3 year old. God help us! What will 4 look like?
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