July19
It’s hard to have as good a week
as the last one. In fact, we start the week, July 5th with a rest day. The girls find a few play dates with friends, and we play Warhammer most of the day.
We take naps too. Trish doesn’t nap every day, but she is increasingly fatigued. Chemotherapy degenerates the body over time, and it gets tired trying to rebuild the healthy cells. And as her red blood cell counts get lower, her muscles and organs get less and less oxygen.
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July11
We’re halfway there. Trish has completed her third of six chemo treatments and gotten through the nasty after-effects.
She starts her second week with a bang, doing a 90 minute dance class Monday night, and going into her contractor job at Voice of America on Tuesday morning.
I’m proud of her for pushing to shake off the chemo treatment this way. It would be easy to stay on the couch and say “I just had a rough week and I’ve earned another day of rest.’
She inspires me.
.
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July6
It’s Monday, June 29th and chemo week again. Monday of chemo week is bittersweet. She feels great, because it’s been 3 weeks from the previous treatment. But we both know that tomorrow, Tuesday, her life turns to hell again.
On this Monday, Trish and I crawl along the beltway in rush hour traffic to a non-descript office park in Fairfax. Normally, this would be considered a punishment, but today we enjoy something special: a visit to the development studio of our favorite game, Warhammer Online.
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June26
Last time Trish had cancer, we had an epiphany during a particularly dark moment.
We wanted to travel the globe with our daughters if Trish got better.
And she did. And we went.
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June14
It’s nearing midnight Sunday and I wipe my eyes. Through the headphones I’m blasting
‘Gotten’ by Slash, from our favorite album of late. I can’t take the song off – it’s the soundtrack of the moment.
Trish and I had a sad, hurtful, destructive fight earlier today. We both said things we deeply regret. I guess the stress got to us.
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