Gratitude

 I am grateful for our children and their involvement in our lives. They are taking this cancer journey with us.

Paul started recording our walks on his Apple Watch which creates a map of each of our walks.  We have shared these maps with our children and they draw pictures from them.  Because our neighborhood paths were being resurfaced, we had some unusual maps this week.

For Lachlan.  He made me laugh this week when he told his Grandpa that watermelon tastes like chicken.

We got approval from the HOA architectural board to build a pergola over our back patio. Greg Mower is beginning to build it this week.  Having a covered patio on these hot summer afternoons will be a blessing.  Our backyard faces west.  Because of some of my medication, I have to avoid being in full sunlight.

I made it through Thursday’s appointments.  We arrived at the CIC at 7:15 a.m. and left at 2:15 p.m.  I had a blood draw, met with my oncologist and then had a 3.5 hour infusion.

My blood work showed I am responding to my targeted therapy.  The oncologist cleared me to go to church this week.  We went and it felt wonderful to be with our ward family.

I am recognizing patterns in how I respond to my treatments.  After infusions I am exhausted for a couple of days and have more side effects.  

I love reading books via technology with our grandchildren who live in Iowa.

With the help of family and friends, my sewing room is slowly being reassembled.

For the hymn our ward choir sang today. Listening to “Close as a Quiet Prayer” brought me a lot of comfort as I went through my cancer biopsies.

Close as a Quiet Prayer Tabernacle Choir At Temple Square