Weary

It's amazing what a difference a week can make. A week ago, I was feeling so sad and down about our situation with Grace. It had been going on for a few weeks where I was feeling very weary and defeated. It gradually was getting worse and I eventually reached out to some close friends and asked for prayer. I was trying to dig deeper into God's Word and pray more as well, but felt like I wasn't getting anywhere. I think a lot of it had to do with starting this current phase of treatment. Since the beginning, we knew about this phase and how hard it was going to be. It's hard to be optimistic about it, when you've heard so many bad things about it.
I'm so happy that this week, I am feeling so much better. I can't pinpoint it to one particular reason, probably lots of prayer. I am feeling more like myself and ready to finish up this last phase of intense chemo strong. Now that we're a few more weeks into it, it doesn't seem quite as hard. It will most likely get a lot harder as her numbers begin to trend downward.
The steroids artificially inflate her ANC, so we really don't know where she's at right now. We have to be on the lookout these next few months for any fevers, lethargy or any change in her normal behavior, because it could warrant a trip to the hospital.