A rising tide lifts all forts

"Here's the thing. I'm a really good fort maker, actually the best. Itchoo ever want me to bring all of my stuff to your room and make you a really awesome fort, just let me know, that'd be perfect."
         -- Cohen tonight, because he is awesome.


So we're now at the end of day 3 of chemo round 2. Liz feels terrible. But it's all relative: she feels 1,000 times better than at this point of the first round. We mere mortals would be miserable with the discomfort, nausea, pain, insomnia, emotional stress, and exhaustion caused by the chemicals coursing through her veins. We'll see how the next few days go. For now, I'm just happy we're sitting on the couch together.

Jensen, Eli, and Liz all have colds/sinus infections. That stinks. Liz's nurse gave an antibiotic after a quick email exchange. Jensen's pediatrician jumped on the pity train and prescribed over the phone (those negotiation courses paid off yet again!). But I had to take a quick, late lunch today to take the baby for a checkup and get a prescription for him too. Man, he's heavy. Here's hoping they all sleep well tonight. Although I strangely enjoyed seeing Jensen at midnight... and at 2:30am... and 4:30am.

Thank you, Melissa, for keeping the boys happy and sane on a rainy Chicagoland day! So glad you're here.

We got some good news: Liz's blood work from Monday showed that all 3 breast cancer markers had a significant reduction after just 1 round of chemo! And her liver enzymes are still in good shape. This basically confirms what she has felt: the treatment plan is working. Gotta celebrate the wins.


"A rising tide floats all boats."
         -- John F. Kennedy, talking about how improved economies help everyone, but could have easily been talking about how a little good news can provide a future cancer survivor enough positive thought and hope to feel a little better about everything.


Let's keep the tide coming in. Go Team Liz!


And since I feel obligated to include a photograph in each blog post, I hereby share my new favorite photo blog, a tumblr as it were. Enjoy.

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