Week In Review

Chris had chemotherapy this last week. Every. Single. Morning. He worked a half day on Monday, but took the rest of the week off. We (yes Chris too!) both love chemo week for that reason. A mini-vacation for him.

This was his last full week of chemo. At least his last planned week. He's almost done entirely with it all. I'll write out a full post of what's left to do another time.

He felt good this week. Like, really good. I told him it made me nervous because what if that means the chemo isn't working anymore? Leave it to me to worry though. We are both glad he is feeling good...Good enough to help me babysit my 4 and 5 year old cousins (on Wednesday which is the day he usually starts feeling bad)...Good enough to jump on a trampoline with said cousins for an hour...Good enough to let them jump on him while jumping on the trampoline.

He'll be a great dad. But I already knew that.

At the beginning of the week, there was a guy maybe in his late 20's wheeled into the infusion room for treatment. He looked really bad. Chris and I just looked at each other. I can't imagine Chris in that bad of a state. He was on pain killers and just looked so helpless. His girlfriend/wife was right there with him though. You could tell he'd been sick for a while. I've been wondering about him all week. It's so sad to see anyone, much less young people, so sick.

Chris is known as the "young cute one" by the infusion nurses. He doesn't let me forget it either. Chris is the youngest patient I've seen getting chemo in there. Maybe he is a good change for the nurses, with his young cute self.

Friday, while Chris was getting chemo, this lady was at the end of her last chemo cycle. The nurses threw confetti and took a picture with her and her family. I don't know how I felt about that. I mean, great! for her for getting better and stuff but what about the other 19 people sitting there getting treatment? I guess I should look at it as, "Okay, yay, happy and healthy is possible after going through all of this mess." But I felt more like, "Wow, way to rub it in everyone's face." How selfish is that? I mean, I have no idea what she went through.

Chris didn't say anything at all.

There's our week in a nutshell. Most important thing is that he is feeling good.