Back to home and hearth. It was an enjoyable break in routine getting up to our cabin, and replacing those window blinds was so satisfying. But MeMa's third round of chemo was looming ahead of us. Towards the end of her third week after the previous infusion I can see changes happening. Weakness, body pain and with the last few days it seems that her stomach has gotten harder as if the cancerous fluid that has obviously gone down returned somewhat. My beautiful wife is and has always been a remarkably strong woman, with an amazing ability to shut pain out. This has proven to be to her benefit in this battle with cancer, a battle that she will win. I feel it in my heart.
Last Thursday I dropped MeMa off for her third infusion our eldest son Nathan who has taken the entire day off work to keep his old father in check or from totally losing it. He has seen the anguish in my face not only during the first surgery but each of the three infusion days. He has been such a big help keeping my mind occupied and off the fact that with Covid 19 I am prevented from being by my wife’s side when that is the only place I want to be.