Another day down. Slow improvement for Tara. Her abdominal drain was finally pulled out today. Up until yesterday her belly was draining about a liter per day. That slowed down to about twenty percent. We are told that is a good sign, hopefully meaning the chemotherapy is doing its job on the cancer.
Tara wonders if her strength will ever return. I think she knows it will, but she has had so little energy these last few days. As her doctor said, she should feel like a truck ran over her for some time yet. The surgery was extensive (and thorough) and because they felt her body could take it they started chemo several weeks earlier than on normal patients. While exhausting, this is the best possible situation we could have.
We had a great evening as a family. Another dinner provided by a friend. Bible study around the table with a challenge to memorize Romans 8:38-39 this week. Then wrestle (fight) with my son, while we listened to a CD story of “gentle Jesus”. I had to go ice my fat lip from a good shot I took. Cuddle with one of the girls. Conversations with the others. Then a bedroom movie with my bride.
You know, life isn’t so bad. What else could we want?