Another week of progress and special visitors

Patrick’s numbers continue to impress the lab techs, a.k.a. the people who stab him with needles and withdraw his carrot infused blood for testing.  As long as they keep saying his blood work is fantastic, we’re going to keep doing what we’re doing.  One of these days, I will tell you all about the joys of juicing.  And there will be a video, I promise!

Patrick helped train a new nurse during his last treatment.  By train, I mean he sat there wincing while she tried unsuccessfully to get the IV needle properly placed in his vein.  After the failed attempt, they had to bring in someone else to fix it.  Poor guy. Not the best start to a four hour drip, but he’s tough.  I mean, as tough as a man can be around needles.  His dad was able to come visit, and that was really nice.  So far, he’s had his best friend, his older brother and his dad take him to Houston. That’s a triple dose of charm and trouble right there.

This week, he’s all mine.

But seriously, it has helped him so much to have that time with those guys.  At every turn, we are reminded how much we are loved and supported.  It is such an important part of this fight. I can’t stress that enough.

So we leave on Wednesday, which happens to be his birthday.  Exciting getaway, right?  His gift from MD Anderson is that it will be the last of his weekly treatments.  After this Thursday’s appointment with Dr. Wang, we start going once a month.  That will be so much more manageable and we are really looking forward to it.  Like, REALLY.  But it won’t be that way for long, we hope.  Three to five months is the goal, because that would mean he responded in the minimum amount of time.  Once he has done well enough in part one, we move on to part two.

In other news, we have a termite situation at the house, a possible concussion with Isabelle (second one this year so I am WAY not happy about this) and continuing college chaos. So there’s that. But we also have faith. And faith trumps all that stuff.


Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.

-Hebrews 11:1