Almost Halfway There!

Another great weekend, weather-wise! We managed to get down to the river once, on Saturday, to do some fishing. We brought the dogs, and they loved it. Ron caught one fish, so our trip was "validated". I had fun watching Maverick want, so badly, to go fetch the bait Ron was casting to the fish. Rizzo was more interested in digging up smelly things.

I have been working really hard on keeping my mind in positive mode. These two days (the Monday and Tuesday before treatment) are always the worst. When I catch myself dreading things, I remind myself that after this one we are halfway there. I can and will do this. It is saving my life by killing the cancer cells. 

I reread my blog from day one a couple of days ago. It was really a reality check of how lucky I am that my cancer was found. This stuff really had the plan of killing me. So sneaky, so silent. My liver was likely it's next target. That would have put me at Stage IV. There is no Stage V.

Wow. So close.

When you are in the depths of chemo, you have the tendency to forget the gratitude because you don't understand why you were chosen for this hell. You don't understand how anyone survived it. You hate the hell out of cancer, and become jealous of anyone who doesn't have it. You wonder why, with all our "smart human" brains, we can't cure this thing. 

I have no answers, but I do have a new sense of gratitude and a new appreciation for what God has given me. He gave me a body strong enough to fight this thing. He gave me another chance. 

I'm gonna run with it.