Bryce
I’ve been delaying posting something like this hoping I could work through it on my own, but I can’t. I need your prayers. Prayers for comfort. Prayers for patience. Prayers for peace. Prayers for healing. Prayers for acceptance. Prayers for light and positivity. Prayers that I can get out of here and see Mary Beth. Prayers for a miracle. I need them all.
The past four days have been the toughest of my life. Chemo is done, the steroids are gone, and it’s just a waiting game. Waiting for my body to recover, hoping my liver and other organs can withstand the fight, waiting to see how the cancer responded. Waiting on counts to improve. Waiting on the bone marrow biopsy. Waiting to understand my mutation and future treatment. Waiting has never been a strength of mine. All of this waiting is confined to a pale blue 400 sq room with no visitors. I can’t help but think the waiting would be better if Mary Beth was with me. Technology helps but it’s no replacement for a hug I so desperately want.
The doctors continue to tell me everything is going okay and all of this is part of the process.
Metrics that Matter
- Physical feels: 6/10 – tire but eating and only minor pain
- Emotional feels: 3/10 – keep going to dark places
- Cumulative hours of chemo: 67.33
- Butt: holding strong
