Comes the night

Today, I had my next treatment. This was something that I did not want or expect. I had the appointment with Dr. R first and that was very rewarding. After a great conversation with him, I was very reassured that everything was going accordingly. I have always believed that this is very treatable and it has been thus far. I have had a lot of difficult days and that is something that I had not expected. Looking back, I can see how difficult they have been. I am amazed at the strength of others.

Dr. R examined me, used some great humor and expressed to me that the course of action was very good. He told me that my numbers were "excellent" and that was very good for me. The next course was to get to the infusion center and to get my next chemo treatment. The chemo that was used only lasted but only a few minutes versus an hour. It was red and I was told that this drug was going to be more harsh on my body than the other one. If I were to expect anything, more nausea was the next thing. HELLO NO! I refuse to vomit and I will continue to use my wits and smarts; however, I will continue to believe that the LORD is in control over everything. I had one of the ladies from church sitting with me, N, and she was a greater help than what I had expected. She is a woman of valor that I did not expect. Even more so, she was the individual that I needed to keep me lifted up in prayer as I was experiencing some difficulties with the injection. I really hate needles more and more and I am looking forward to not having these for a long, long time.

I was given another injection as well to assist in my white blood count. I was told that my numbers were excellent; just the same, the injection was just a prophylactic. That went into my belly. Since I can no longer have injections, blood draws or even any blood pressures taken in my left arm, I will have to donate my other body parts for some other needles. Oh, how fun!

After I was finished with my treatment, G brought me home. I am grateful. He has been one of the greatest folks in all of this. He shaved my head again and that was so much fun to watch the tiny white hairs go. I gave him some music to listen to as well and he was very grateful. It is good to see his face light up. It is all that worth it. It is my attitude adjuster.

Pushing on. Pressing on. Adjusting on.