I wish I could say I’m going to Disneyland, but I have to settle for chemoland instead. Today was my first chemo treatment and it went as expected. Dusty went with me and we were fortunate to get a private room with a bed. I took a nap and Dusty read a book I got him from the library. It’s for husband’s who have wives who have breast cancer. Chemo took two hours and I have used every anti-nausea drug they’ve given me. I’m still a little nauseous, very tired and extremely sore from the biopsy. I want to fast forward a couple days so the pain from the biopsy and discomfort from the Power Port placement can pass and then all I have to deal with is chemo.
Brooklyn was so cute last night when I got home from the hospital. She didn’t want to leave my side. I went to bed around 8:30. Brooklyn snuck in my room and quietly sat at the foot of the bed just looking at me. She thought she was in trouble for getting out of bed. I told her she could lay in daddy’s spot until he comes to bed, but that she had to be careful not to bump me because I was very sore. She was extra careful and fell asleep. It was one of those great moments I’ll never forget.
Today was hard because it was the first day since we brought Samantha home from the NICU and I hemorrhaged that I didn’t hold the babies. I couldn’t. It hurts too much. I know it’s for the better, but not being able to hold your kids and watching someone else do it is hard. I’m so thankful they have lots of loving and caring arms to hold them.
Thank you to the babysitters from today, the awesome meal that was brought in, the kind man who mowed our lawn and my husband whose plate is so full there is no more room. Thank you to the prayer warriors, meal coordinators, and everyone who has sent us cards, comments and emails. We can feel your prayers. I feel a peace that reminds me of that intense peace I felt just 7 months ago when we had a still born daughter who was brought back to life. Transferred to the NICU. We were told she was severely brain damaged by the read out on her EEG. We had people stomping the gates of heaven for her. God heard our prayers and worked a miracle in her. Today she is doing everything her brother does (and sometimes better). God is amazing!
I’m nervous about whether I will be sick tomorrow. Please pray that I’m not sick from chemo and that the pain and discomfort quickly go away and the healing from the biopsy and surgery is quick. Please pray for Dusty because things are picking up at work and if you know Dusty he’s a perfectionist so he’ll be stressed about meeting deadlines and taking care of things at home. Please pray for Brooke and the kids that they stay healthy and keep trusting in God that He will heal me. Please pray for my parents. My mom is a rock. We actually call her glue. Because sometimes she’s the glue that holds our family together. Having twins is a lot of work. Having cancer, chemo and twins is almost undoable. She knows just when to come over and she blends right in knowing just what to do. My dad is incredibly generous in helping us with anything we ask and he always does it with a smile on his face. Please pray for Dusty’s parents too. His mom has Parkinson’s Disease and they are concerned for us too.



