Thursday, September 28, 2006
BAKING DAY.....
Today began with a cold front moving in and feeling very much like Fall. There is a breeze rearranging the clouds overhead and making the foliage dance. It feels like football, mums, hot chocolate and raking leaves……all of which are standing ready.
Yesterday we went to the routine appointment for Rocky’s Avastin and learned his CEA count had risen again. In a month it went from 6.6 to 22.5 which is an about turn from where we were headed. It means the cancer is growing. Just where and if we will know more about next week when we have the CT scheduled by Dr. Suzi.
It could be an accumulation of protein or other factors but we are in an aggressive program so they aren’t waiting to find out. Dr. Morgan intends keeping the control in his hands…….not the cancer’s. I have confidence in the three doctors who are treating Rocky and the staff at the Clinic who are very caring and personal with their patients. I might add they are also very kind to me and the others who wait with their family members as they have their chemo.
The best course to follow is “wait and see” what next week brings. I believe in the “one day at a time” theory for it’s impossible to foresee what cancer can and will do. We have done all we know to do and now we wait for the outcome. Paul says it better in Ephesians 6:13.……….“Therefore, take up the full armor of God, that you may be able to resist in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.” That’s pretty sound advice.
Mandy went back to the Vet today for another ear treatment. He said her ears weren’t nearly as red today as they were yesterday. She wasn’t nearly as nervous either…..I think she may soon learn to like going there for the staff is good to her and she loves the attention. At present she is sleeping nearby, at peace, with no scratching or shaking her head. The allergy pill she gets each evening should soon make a difference for the rest of her body itching.
I am baking bread today which is wonderful therapy. The smell of fresh bread always makes me think of home and gives me warm, fuzzy feelings. I was fortunate to grow up in a home where bread baking was part of the normal routine. I have many fond memories of my mother’s baking and the joy it brought to everyone. It’s one thing that links us with our forbearer’s because bread baking goes back to Bible times and before. If bread is the staff of life then that explains the universal pleasure one feels when sitting down to taste the wholesome goodness just out of the oven.
Mom is never far away on baking day………..
Essentially Esther
Yesterday we went to the routine appointment for Rocky’s Avastin and learned his CEA count had risen again. In a month it went from 6.6 to 22.5 which is an about turn from where we were headed. It means the cancer is growing. Just where and if we will know more about next week when we have the CT scheduled by Dr. Suzi.
It could be an accumulation of protein or other factors but we are in an aggressive program so they aren’t waiting to find out. Dr. Morgan intends keeping the control in his hands…….not the cancer’s. I have confidence in the three doctors who are treating Rocky and the staff at the Clinic who are very caring and personal with their patients. I might add they are also very kind to me and the others who wait with their family members as they have their chemo.
The best course to follow is “wait and see” what next week brings. I believe in the “one day at a time” theory for it’s impossible to foresee what cancer can and will do. We have done all we know to do and now we wait for the outcome. Paul says it better in Ephesians 6:13.……….“Therefore, take up the full armor of God, that you may be able to resist in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.” That’s pretty sound advice.
Mandy went back to the Vet today for another ear treatment. He said her ears weren’t nearly as red today as they were yesterday. She wasn’t nearly as nervous either…..I think she may soon learn to like going there for the staff is good to her and she loves the attention. At present she is sleeping nearby, at peace, with no scratching or shaking her head. The allergy pill she gets each evening should soon make a difference for the rest of her body itching.
I am baking bread today which is wonderful therapy. The smell of fresh bread always makes me think of home and gives me warm, fuzzy feelings. I was fortunate to grow up in a home where bread baking was part of the normal routine. I have many fond memories of my mother’s baking and the joy it brought to everyone. It’s one thing that links us with our forbearer’s because bread baking goes back to Bible times and before. If bread is the staff of life then that explains the universal pleasure one feels when sitting down to taste the wholesome goodness just out of the oven.
Mom is never far away on baking day………..
Essentially Esther
