We've been pretty quiet on the blog - as if we're holding our breath, hoping maybe we don't have to return this time. I've encouraged Kim to stay in Kelowna to finish up a contract he suspended. It only lasts until the end of the month. He'll drive to join us in Vancouver this weekend (speaking in faith since the highway can be pretty treacherous this time of year) and then return home for his last few days. I guess it's my way of saying I don't want everything stolen. Kim is so incredible at what he does - I want others to benefit.
So we're heading into Vancouver tomorrow morning for a repeat of the first round of chemo drugs that essentially wipe out your immunity and bring nausea.
It's so hard to take Jordan back into this.
Sunday was probably his worst and last big bout with nausea and throwing up - he lived with his bucket.
We came close to taking him in to the hospital to be hooked up to an IV and would have, if he hadn't awakened the next day markedly better. It's been so wonderful to watch him eat yesterday and today....real food...food he loves. I feel like an Italian mama "Eat, Eat!"
And we're still holding out for a miracle. How can we not?
So we're heading into Vancouver tomorrow morning for a repeat of the first round of chemo drugs that essentially wipe out your immunity and bring nausea.
It's so hard to take Jordan back into this.
Sunday was probably his worst and last big bout with nausea and throwing up - he lived with his bucket.
We came close to taking him in to the hospital to be hooked up to an IV and would have, if he hadn't awakened the next day markedly better. It's been so wonderful to watch him eat yesterday and today....real food...food he loves. I feel like an Italian mama "Eat, Eat!"
And we're still holding out for a miracle. How can we not?
