Monday. It has been absolutely wonderful having our family of five together for Christmas. We spent Saturday in a relaxed way, and there was lots of good food consumed! Even though I feel like I haven’t been on top of many/any details, somehow things have been working out fine, anyway. : )
Yesterday there was a huge snow storm in New York City. Never have we experienced anything like it, even though we’ve lived in both Connecticut and Colorado. I heard on the news that there was a record snowfall measured in Central Park: 20 inches. I do believe we had much more than that on East 56th Street! There was swirling snow, lots of wind, tons of snow, lightning and thunder — and snow! The lightning and thunder part was really weird. But as today has progressed, the sun has come out and now there are the bluest skies ever. There is snow piled up all along the streets. In spite of the “ghost town effect” this morning. traffic has steadily increased throughout the day (as I’ve noticed from the window on the 6th floor of the NYU Cancer Center). I just hope and pray that there will be a taxi available when we emerge from the cancer center this evening.
Today Rob has started on some new (to him) medicines for his third round of chemo. He is receiving the infusions over the next two days, along with plenty of hydration and anti-nausea meds. It’s interesting that there is a change-up in the medicine at this juncture. Not unlike the strategy in baseball: if every pitch were the same, the batters would be hitting homeruns all day long. It’s the change-up that comes along, throwing a kink into the expected routine, that causes the pitcher’s best efforts to be the most effective. Maybe that’s what Dr. Rosen is doing with this tumor — not letting it get too used to the stuff being thrown at it. To quote Rob’s nurse, “he’s getting impressive amounts of this stuff!”
I can honestly say that there is no place on earth that I would rather be at this very moment than sitting here with my much-loved son, watching him sleep as the chemo drips into his system. I would, however, trade places with him if I could. I would do that in a heartbeat. The next best thing, I suppose, is being his tag-along as he walks this difficult road.
Besides being a tag-along, I suppose you could say that I am also the lunch-gatherer, the drink-and-snack-runner, and the taxi-buddy. It’s pretty much a full-time position, as you can tell.
I pray that God is covering Jim, Jack, and Lee Anne with His TLC, just as I also pray that He is enabling me to administer TLC to Rob. Obviously, you can only be one person in one place at a time. So, I pray that all I am not doing will be alright until I can pay attention to it, whatever it is.
So, it’s now two days after Christmas (happy birthday, Wilma Jane!). Christmas gifts have been bought, wrapped, delivered, opened, enjoyed. But, to the point: we must not forget the reason we celebrate — God’s gift of love to the world — the birth of the Christ child. John 3:16: For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. What marvelous love is this! The ultimate gift! Thank you, my dear heavenly Father.