While things were better this week than they’ve been in awhile, I still haven’t felt up to much. We made it up to my parents’ place last weekend. That was good. Felt well enough Friday to make the drive. Came back late Sunday. Had a great time with family while there. Last Monday was my follow up appointment with Dr. Hurley after my week-off from spinal taps. He thought it best that we call off spinal taps altogether. That was good news. He also determined I was yet too sick to begin the second half of phase three.
Still throwing up earlier this week, and having a difficult time eating, I remained sub-par up till Saturday sometime. Then a pack of friends from church showed up at our place to replace our windows and rake our leaves. It was a good day, and an excellent distraction. This morning (Sunday), I made it to church. Jen stayed home with Aedan, as he’s been somewhat sick with a cold. Jen, too, actually.
Enjoying the afternoon with a little bit of Tolkein and an autumn musk candle in the corner. I need to get better. An important part of post-radiation recovery is eating much. Hydration and nutrition provide what my body needs to rebuild the good cells that were fried during treatment. I haven’t been able to eat or drink much on a daily basis for a month now. Friday I was in at the clinic for a liter and a half of IV fluids. Dr. Hurley stopped in and said I should give my GI doctor a call, as he’s now clueless why I’m not healing up faster.
Dr. Purdy does speculative work on my gut. He’s not in till Tuesday. I’m scheduled to start the second half of Phase 3 tomorrow (Monday). The chemo medicine that they’ve been injecting into my central nervous system via spinal taps they’ll now give me in pill form. We’ve no clue yet what that’ll do to my belly, or the rest of me, for that matter. I’m hoping to stay well enough that I can go north next weekend to hunt deer with my dad and brother. Normalcy is very therapeutic right now.
It’s been an almost unbearably long month. But the truth is I’m happier now than I was one month ago. I’ve crossed the halfway point, and if all goes well, I’ve got only one more intense pass at the top of January. We’ve a baby due in the next six weeks, and the fall has brought us sustenance and grace. God has been good to us, and He is yet teaching us how to trust Him, how to pray to Him.
Please continue to pray with us, and for us. I really want to be healthy for baby number two. Jen’s going to need my help, rather than the current norm – that of me being in such need of her help. Plus, Thanksgiving and Christmas serves up some of the tastiest morsels of the calendar year. Who wouldn’t want to have a good appetite for such great gifts from God?
More seriously, we’d ask you to continue praying for our recovery on the other side of this junk, and our perseverance in the midst of it. I can understand how people can become bitter or cool as a result of their sufferings. I can understand anger or denial – the preference to ignore suffering altogether once it’s been removed from the everyday experience. We don’t want that to happen here. And the reentry into ministry and normal workday routine will be tricky to navigate after a yearlong experience such as this, in addition to the slow quest for health and well-being. Mostly, we want to be ready to minister in whatever ways God sees fit.
Intending and longing to live a life of gratitude, now AND then…
By the grace of God,
Jeremy (& Jenny)