Just a goodnight update to tell you with exceeding great joy that our Kevlar Kowboy William STILL, at 9:35 p.m., has had NO side effects at all, except his entire skin turning bright red, and a slight temperature of 99.
No nausea, no fatigue, no bone pain (he even got the shot today that's supposed to cause bone pain, but so far, nothing!). He's been energetic, went to the clinic, did ERRANDS (can you believe this?) and insisted on going to the grocery store with me! We even cooked out hamburgers, and he ate TWO!
He also took a new vow that he will always be the one driving from here on out, after I drove to the clinic. I felt I did a fine job of driving (his car, so, yeah, okay, I'm not THAT familiar with it), but he said that after experiencing my driving skills, he was fairly certain that he had a significantly higher chance of dying from my driving than from his cancer.
Well, I NEVER!
I'll post again tomorrow. I keep waiting for the shoe to drop: you know that feeling when you are sure someone behind you is going to pop a balloon, but you don't know exactly WHEN? That's how I felt all day, and was, shall we say, ON EDGE, to put it nicely. (For example, I threw a yard implement all the way across the street, purposely crashing it into some trees because it repeatedly frustrated me. A few little issues in the caregiver, needing to be resolved.)
Well, good night all. Thank your for your prayers and thoughts. Even if the Reign of Terror or Dresden Firestorm starts tomorrow, we are infinitely grateful for what we were dealt TODAY.
Love to all!
Bethie
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