Best month ever!

You don't always notice feeling better. It is often not a recognizable moment. Whether you are ill for a week or a year, when we finally have a good day sometimes we are so focused on getting our to-do list done we have failed to notice that we are moving a little faster or with less pain. You can't remember when the sniffles went a way and breathing became easier. However, at some point when there is a lull in the activity we realize, 'Oh, my pain is gone," or the amazing revelation, "Yes, now I remember what normal feels like." Ironically, it is then that the aha moment comes and you feel like the blind person who has just regained their sight. Then you immediately pray, "I hope I feel like this tomorrow." To those who are chronically ill, imagine being healthy so long that you forget what it feels like to be sick. That was November.

For two weeks in Paris and Barcelona I never felt sick and we really didn't even talk about it. There were just too many other things far more interesting. I had been praying for months that I would be healthy enough to travel. Then I prayed that Al Qaeda would not bomb the Metro. Then I prayed that the Parsians would end their strike so that our plane would have fuel. All of my prayers were answered and then came the one I didn't expect, to forget that I was even sick. Truly a Gift from God. I thank Him. I thank my brother Harold and sister-in-law Darlene who invited us and housed us. I thank Dr Shrier and Dr Sardar for both suggesting and giving me an infusion on gamma globulin to boost my immune system. But, of course, I mostly thank Barbie, my reason for living.

But wait! There's more!
Two days after we returned, we left for Park City, Utah to spend Thanksgiving with all of our children, their spouses and Barbie's family. Even in 4 degree weather, the warmth of their company made it a fabulous occasion. We had so much to be thankful for.

On our return, I knew in two days I would begin chemotherapy again. Memory is a funny thing. I thought I knew what to expect. But just as you are surprised when you suddenly recognize you are well. Equally, I forgot how hard chemo can be. It seems like Barbie remembers this better than I do. But as I always say, "No matter how bad I feel today, I will feel better soon." And I always do.
Hope is a marvelous thing.

Kevin