Chemo #5

The morning was actually really nice. Sunny and low 70's (the temperature, not the decade of fashion and music horrors). C and J had dentist appointments, neither one screamed or thrashed. No cavities. Whew. I love how excited they get for new toothbrushes.

Liz's sister Trudy came into town Saturday night for the week. She traveled in her "Team Liz" t-shirt (see Worldwide logos page). Her cowgirl and nursing skills have already paid off, as she wrangled all three boys and hung out with them in the front yard this morning. The boys love being outside, and they're already Trudy fans. So am I.

I'm still sore from riding my new bike around the neighborhood last night with Cohen. He has training wheels. I don't. Felt like it though. I won't even talk about the tiny seat and what it did or didn't do to me. Needless to say, I've already ordered a new one from Amazon.

Now we're at chemo #5. Got a private room again, can't wait to work and watch Family Feud. Blood counts look good, we'll get the liver enzyme and markers updates tomorrow when she gets her Neulasta shot. We'll try to do laps inside Target later if she can make it. She only had three "cancer good" days at the end of this last chemo cycle, so we want to push the activity levels as much as she can tolerate.

Here's hoping for a more restful, less painful, hungrier, and not-as-nauseating chemo cycle. Along with a few extra "cancer good" days. Here we go again...

Go Team Liz.

P.S. Here's Liz trying to make an angry face. She couldn't stop her eyes from smiling: