Tomorrow is Tara’s tenth chemo treatment. It is the big one this time. Taxol and Carboplatin. We’ll go in together at 7 am to meet with the Oncologist. We’ll hear what the blood tests showed and how he thinks she is doing. Then we’ll go to chemo. It will last until 11:30 or so, but I’ll head out at 9 once things are underway. We never really learn much at these appointments, but each time, we hope to find something new. A bit more hope?
Tara’s stomach has not been right all week. I have never heard a stomach so loud in all my life. The gurgling and turning is down right scary. And it hurts her. There is constant pain, followed by discouragement, followed by dread of more pain and nausea. Lets hope we find a solution tomorrow.
Do I sound like a broken record? I feel like I say this stuff all the time. The same things over and over.
It would be nice to see real, consistent, long-term progress. Ground that we can gain and stake claim to it for good. I guess this is not something we can live through, rather we have to live in it. It’s our situation. Wishing to be done may leave us discontent in the present. So we are trying to find a comfortable seat right where we are….and trust God to do what He is going to do.
When will I will get sick of blogging? Each day I say it will be my last, until I get into bed. Then my mind starts turning and I need to unload it. So I start typing….just like I did now. Do I sound like a broken record? I feel like I say this stuff all the time. The same things over and over.