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One week in…

and today I finally awoke out of the chemo fog. Still pain in my bones but I live with that shit every day. My labs were great. I am at 120.2 lbs and my white blood count was 3000 but can expect it to go up this coming week. She is addressing my meds for next round to include an extra day or two of the steroid to help keep off the pain and is also calling in something for my mouth and throat. She even noticed I sounded funny. It is that voice thing I get when I have a cold. Anyway, she said I looked good and was already onboard with what is next to come. She says she knows I’m gonna do great just because of my attitude. All in all it was a great visit. On to round two….. my next round is on September 14. My mothers memorial event in on the 18th, so my goal is to rest up and be prepared but be sure I'm strong enough to attend. We will have family there that day and I just can't miss. There is where the prayer request lies!!! 

George has offed again to work, he was able to take me to my appointment today. Thankfulness for me never goes unnoticed. 

I know where my greatest blessings lie though we humans sometimes can’t see the good for all the sadness these days bring. I find that while my heart is ever reaching out in comfort and care, sometimes the best medicine of all is that which we allow ourselves, the time and space to heal. One can not fill from an empty vessel. My vessel has been depleted for some time now and it is only from this diagnosis that I have allowed myself the privilege of knowing that while I have been sick for far too long, there is a light at the end of this tunnel. There are 3 treatments left and within those treatments lie some good and bad. I choose to see the light and good in all of this and trust that when it’s all said and done, the light of a new day will shine bright over my face and warm my soul from within. 

Thank you for your continued love and care. Your prayers are appreciated and I know they are heard. Peace and blessings be with you all!!

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