Tuesday. When we went to the NYU Cancer Center today, we did not have to visit the 6th floor, as usual. It was determined yesterday that Rob’s blood counts are good enough that he can take a break for a few days from daily blood work. The neulasta shot that he received at the end of round two of chemo last week has kicked in, giving him a vacation from the 6th floor for a few days! So, we went there (to the basement) for his daily radiation. Today there was not a long wait-time, which was nice. We also got taxis easily today — very nice!
Dr. Rosen spoke frankly with us on Friday about the situation involving Rob’s leg — as he stated during the initial consultation we had with him, Rob is not “out of the woods” regarding saving his leg. While there is no buffering or protecting him from the reality of what might lie ahead for him, it is remarkable to witness Rob’s straightforward approach and courage in the face of this possibility. However, I still feel it’s important to not jump too far ahead: round three of chemo will start on Monday of next week. Because it will be a different mix of drugs, perhaps the tumor’s response will be altogether different. Just one step at a time.
Tonight I’m struck by the feeling of what-can-we-do-about-it. There is only one clear answer. We can pray. We can fervently pray, and we can ask for prayer, as well. That is truly the best help there is. It is such a privilege to both figuratively and literally get on our knees, asking God for His favor and our requests. Something important happens when we pray — our hearts are touched and we are made more aware of our humble state. We acknowledge that we are asking, but not demanding. There is a huge difference there. We acknowledge that the outcome is beyond our control, but we know who is in control. Yes, prayer is a gift, as well as a privilege, and I’m extremely thankful for it.