Beautiful decided that the updates I was providing were not nearly complicated enough and we need to make them more challenging. Well, okay, that is not what she said, but it makes a better story. She wanted to have some fun with the numbers as we hit the home stretch. So, here goes.
We are down to 5 weeks of Chemotherapy. That also coincides with the 5 Boys (4 of them our children and one recently married to one of our children – who by the way does not yet have a nickname for this space). So this installment will be sort of like a superhero story arc without the superheros. To be specific, a story about one of our boys and Chemotherapy fun.
What you see in the picture is what we call “Before.” Yes, that is Beautiful’s hair before she puts it on. Occasionally, she decides not to wear it and goes with a hat or such. And so begins our tale.
Yesterday, while we were at her Chemotherapy session, we received a text from Thunder with that picture. Apparently, he was walking through our bathroom to get to the overstock pantry (that is another story for another time), and freaked because he thought there was an animal on our counter. I have seem him spook once in a while and it is pretty dramatic. I wish I could have seen that one, but I have a pretty good idea what it looked like. Imagine this massive young man sauntering along and then yelping out a “WOAH!” as he makes an unplanned evasive maneuver (e.g. jumps out his shorts). Yeah. It is pretty funny to see. Mind you he is not the shrieking type, like his younger brother, but he does startle pretty well. Needless to say, we all got a kick out of that one.
Beautiful is doing great. They take blood before each session to make sure everything is functioning properly and based on where we are at, the Oncologist believes we shouldn’t have any complications through to the end. We are hopeful, but we are also mindful that God knows what is best for us.
Until next week where we discuss the number 4. By the way, here is the “After.”