Encouragement does so much good for us. We were encouraged by a good report from the doctor. Tara’s body is being pushed to the max, but the drugs are doing their job. The levels indicating cancer are going in the right direction. But there are some other levels that indicate a beat-up body. We’ll take beat-up and improving over not beat-up and not improving.
The stomach pain is still around but the doctor is not concerned. Still a bummer to deal with the discomfort of it, but it is not something that will be around long. All these side issues, like the stomach pain and the shingles, are just proof we are pushing her body as much as possible with the treatment. But it is working. Thank God.
As I laid in the chemo bed today, next to Tara, she tucked her arms under the warmth of the blanket. My arm was under her neck and shoulder and extended out on the other side of her. With the blanket bunched up over her shoulder it was easy to see why the nurse’s first thought was that my arm was hers. She stood there with the IV needle in hand, puzzled. I thought to myself, what if we had fallen asleep, and the nurse didn’t notice the size or the hairiness of the arm. And what if I was administered the chemo drugs by accident and we woke up to realize this had happened. I would be lose my hair (the rest of it anyway), I would be nauseous and would probably not handle it well.
This is Tara’s reality week after week. She is doing it. She is not complaining. She is struggling to maintain hope, but she is still confident that God has her right where he wants her. He has sustained us again today.