Today is momentous at our house because as of 8:00 this morning, Pete completed the last of 35 radiation treatments. Bring on the balloons, confetti, streamers, sirens, fireworks, and crazy running around in circles. He even gets a certificate! I told him it had better be framed and hanging on the wall by the time I get home from work. He took this week off to lay low and give his body a chance to recuperate, and it was the best decision ever. And now that he's done, he can slap that magic cream on his leg with abandon (while it makes those burns feel better, it magnifies the radiation if any is left on the skin - not good). Go to town, honey!
Cancer reminds us everyday that it is a silent enemy, lurking in the dark places, threatening to strike out at any moment. We count every single cancer-free day a victory and will celebrate it with joy. Others we know (particularly B & J at church - J has relapsed and is not doing well) have fought the good fight but are not winning the cancer war, and our hearts and prayers are with them.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. We have so very much to be thankful for. Today, more than anything, I'm just thankful for today. We've made it this far and come to appreciate each and every day as the gift it truly is.
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