I was able to have the fourth chemo treatment last Friday. The infection that has plagued me since I started chemo is still with me. I will be on long-term antibiotics during the rest of my treatments. That was discouraging news for me. My sister came and spent several days with me cooking, cleaning, gardening, nursing my fragile body and always lifting my spirits with her presence. I truly do not know how I would survive those few days after chemo without her. Very few people have the ability to sit in silence with me and be comfortable. When I hurt, she hurts. Glenda is an attachment of my own heart.I have never felt her love more deeply for me than through this illness. She would do anything for me and I for her.
Eating is once again an issue. The food still tastes salty and scratchy going down my throat. Eating requires a conscious effort. It is also an effort keeping my spirits up.
Todd joined Glenda and I for dinner last night and it was so comforting having him with me. His visit was a bright spot in my week. Over the weekend he participated in a 100 mile mountain bike race in Bend, OR completing the event in 11 hours 6 minutes. It was a grueling event biking over narrow, rocky mountain passes. The area was familiar to him because he and his dad snowmobiled there often. He seemed to enjoy the competition and he loves the area. One more check off his bucket list of challenges he wants to meet.