An Aversion to “Cold”

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There are basically two interesting things to share about yesterday. First, and foremost, yesterday was better than either Saturday or Sunday! Not “perfect”- those days simply don’t exist in the same way anymore- but “mos def” better! The nausea, which can be surprisingly debilitating, was much better yesterday. I honestly never realized just how bad “chronic nausea” can be. The best way I can describe it is that it is like having a headache that will simply not go away. It is always there. It is always an issue. It is always affecting everything else you do…or try to do.  

So, on those days when the nausea is more “chronic”, it’s hard to do much. Working, thinking, functioning, sleeping- they are all negatively impacted by it. It’s just so stinking…pervasive. Ironically, I have never actually “gotten sick” because of the nausea. (I had stomach flu one night several months ago that was, while brutal, “just” the stomach flu!) But I can’t tell you how many times I have had to stop whatever I was doing and make a HUGE conscious effort to NOT throw up! 

The other interesting things about yesterday, if you can truly call it “interesting”, is the whole “aversion to cold” thing. I have shared that this round of chemo brought with it the potential for this aversion to cold that would cause my skin to feel like it was being burned. I have also shared that, starting on the morning immediately after the first infusion, I “burned” my fingertips getting two eggs out of the fridge.  

Here’s the interesting thing. Yesterday, I was 5 full days PAST the infusion. You would THINK that phenomenon would have either abated completely or at least lessened. Now, the tenderness of the right arm and hand have NOT…but I have attributed that to the fact that the infusion itself happened in that arm. 

But at lunch yesterday, my wife and I were getting food ready in the kitchen. Her lunch was going to include a smoothie with fresh strawberries in it. She was working on something else so I offered to “top” the fresh strawberries and drop them in the blender. I picked up the knife, picked up a strawberry- fresh out of the fridge- and immediately dropped the strawberry, declaring, “Well THAT wasn’t a good idea!” Yep- I “burned” my fingertips! 

It is truly the oddest thing ever. To have something as simple as grabbing eggs or the margarine container out of the fridge suddenly be a big deal is just…surreal. It’s not the end of the world- just an inconvenience. But after a lifetime of taking things out of the fridge, it is REALLY odd to have to say, “can you please get the bag of shredded cheese out for me?” Bizarre stuff! 

One of my goals all along has been to help you know what this journey is TRULY like for the cancer patient. Now you know two other little tidbits that are, perhaps, unique to this path! 

We continue to focus on the glass being half-full. We continue to embrace each day with grateful thanksgiving. #TheGlovedAvenger #TeamHarris #WarriorOn! #Huzzah! We greatly appreciate your prayers, love and support. Check back regularly or simply subscribe to receive an email every time there is a new post. Thanks for stopping by- I pray you have a blessed day. Please make sure and come back again tomorrow, and stick with Jesus! 

I Used to LOVE Roller Coasters!

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“Roller coaster” would be a good term to describe what this past week was like. I shared that I had my newest chemo infusion last Wednesday. I shared that Thursday was NOT a great day. I shared that the neuropathy, already a problem, was a REAL problem on Thursday. (I cancelled band practice for Thursday night because…I couldn’t play!) I shared that last Friday was a pretty nice “bounce back” day- I felt a LOT better than I had on Thursday. 

I therefore went into last Saturday expecting/anticipating that Saturday would be another good day- perhaps an even better day than Friday! But- it was not to be. I slept great Friday night. But I woke up Saturday feeling like I had taken two steps backward. I felt like crud on a cracker. The neuropathy, especially in my right hand and arm, had gotten noticeably worse again. Saturday ended up being a pretty…rotten day.  

I therefore went into yesterday more than a little worried about how I would feel and how things would go. There have been Sundays since the cancer diagnosis that I have wondered whether or not I would be able to “answer the bell”. But yesterday was the worst of those. I woke up, sat on the edge of the bed, assessed my situation and thought, “Oh, crud- this is NOT going to go well!” 

But, I dragged my sorry carcass out of bed and got ready. It took me longer than usual, so I was about 15 minutes later than usual getting to church. But I got there. I went about my normal routine, ending in the sanctuary prior to 7AM, when the early service Praise Band gathers to warm up. I told our Worship Director that I might well NOT be able to play at all but I would try and see. (I play for both Praise Bands at all 3 worship services and we have NO back-up!) I tried…and I saw. I was going to be able to play. It took more “work” than normal, but I could play. 

Over the next 4½ hours, the Praise Band warmed up. I greeted people- from a seated position in the back of the sanctuary as opposed to walking constantly. I shook not one hand- I have to limit contact right now because my “counts” are at risk. I led three worship services. I played a total of 16 songs (some the same song played more than once). I preached 3 times. I served Communion. I led prayers. And then, about 11:50AM, my wife and I “snuck out” a side door of the church and came home! 

Once we got home, the dog pretty much immediately climbed up into my lap. (She is VERY sensitive to how people feel!) Then, we had some lunch. I took some more anti-nausea meds…and went to bed! By about 1:20PM, I was out cold- where I stayed until about 4PM! I got up, we talked and hung out until about 5:45PM. I ate some dinner (leftover Cream of Wheat, banana, peanut butter and honey- blended together- from breakfast!), took my last 2 chemo pills of the day, took a SLOW walk with the dog (I push myself to do that 2-3 times a day so that I get some exercise) and then…sat down to write this! 

I’m praying that the “crud on a cracker” is more from the IV infusion than the oral meds. (I don’t have another infusion for a few weeks, but I take the oral meds EVERY day- 4 pills!) I’m praying that the side effects of the chemo start to abate. I pray that the symptoms of the cancer will start to again recede. And I pray that God will continue to give me the strength to keep on keeping on as best I can! I am blessed with a wife and sons who are AWESOME! I am blessed with great extended family and friends and a great congregation. And I am blessed with a God Who will never leave me or forsake me. So, we face another day today, waiting to see what God has in store! 

We continue to focus on the glass being half-full. We continue to embrace each day with grateful thanksgiving. #TheGlovedAvenger #TeamHarris #WarriorOn! #Huzzah! We greatly appreciate your prayers, love and support. Check back regularly or simply subscribe to receive an email every time there is a new post. Thanks for stopping by- I pray you have a blessed day. Please make sure and come back again tomorrow, and stick with Jesus! 

The Five Sacrifices: The Burnt Sacrifice

My dad didn’t cook much when I was growing up. In fact, he basically fixed three things: homemade corn meal mush, homemade, hand-rolled tamales and hickory-smoked, grilled beef roast. He didn’t make them very often and they were a BIG deal when he did! That meant my mom did the bulk of the cooking. (Until we were a bit older, at which time, since they both worked, she made each of us take a night of the week to make dinner, to take some of the stress off her!) So, when Mom cooked, it was pretty much A. a day ending in “Y” and B. delicious, simple, everyday fare! When Dad cooked, it was an all-day event!

Regardless of whichever of his three “signature” dishes he made, they took FOREVER to make. And when I say “forever”, I’m hardly exaggerating. Mom would sweep in from a long day at work and whip something up- easy, peasy, one, two, threesy. Dad would set aside a Saturday and monopolize every square inch of the kitchen! Don’t get me wrong- all three of his dishes were good, they were just time consuming!

The roast, for instance, went like this. He would start the night before, marinating it overnight in his “special marinade”. Then, on Saturday afternoon, he would get the cylindrical, metal charcoal starter he had custom-fabricated by a machine shop (no kidding!) out, pack it with newspaper and charcoal and get it started. Then, he would dump the coals in the rather tiny built-in charcoal grill that stood on our patio. Once that was all ready, he would put the meat on. He had a series of panels (ALSO custom fabricated) that he would slide in on different sides of the grill to deflect the wind JUST right! Then, he would grill. And grill and grill. Did I mention…grill? It took a LONG time for that roast to cook!

Then, he had to add the chunks of hickory wood that he had gone out and cut by hand and had soaking in a special container in the garage. The wet hickory wood would smoke up a storm an infuse that hickory flavor into the meat. The smell of that meat cooking and that hickory smoking was amazing! The end result was A, delicious and B. not ready until usually 8:30 or 9 at night! We all knew NOT to plan…well…ANYTHING on the night he decided to make his roast.

Today, we begin a brand new sermon series called The Five Sacrifices. It’s based on a list found in the Old Testament Book of Leviticus. It is sometimes called the Five Offerings and includes some powerful views on connecting with God. It is also seen as a bridge to God’s gift of His Son as found in the New Testament Gospels. These “offerings of the law” serve a threefold approach- 1. they provide a way to make and keep a right relationship with God, 2. they are a metaphor for Jesus’ sacrifice for us and 3. they are a pattern for our own approach to God. Today, we start with the first sacrifice, or offering, called The Burnt Sacrifice. It is seen as the first step toward loving God more perfectly. And is found in the first chapter of the book-

The Lord called to Moses and spoke to him from the tent of meeting. He said, “Speak to the Israelites and say to them: ‘When anyone among you brings an offering to the Lord, bring as your offering an animal from either the herd or the flock. You are to offer a male without defect. You must present it at the entrance to the tent of meeting so that it will be acceptable to the Lord. You are to lay your hand on the head of the burnt offering, and it will be accepted on your behalf to make atonement for you. It is a burnt offering, a food offering, an aroma pleasing to the Lord.’”

This sacrificial system of offerings was ordained by God and placed at the very heart of Jewish life. Through the never-ending glow of fire at the altar of sacrifice, God was burning into the hearts of the people an awareness of their own sin- a foreshadowing of the coming sacrifice of Jesus. It started with the burnt sacrifice. The burnt sacrifice was to be completely consumed by the fire- none of it was to be eaten. And it was very important that the altar fire never went out. It was to be an eternal flame.

The common Israelite worshipper brought a male animal to the door of the tabernacle. The animal had to be perfect- without blemish. The innocent animal stood in for the sinner and the burnt offering was done to make up for the person’s sins. Again, the whole animal was consumed by the fire, with the pleasant aroma rising to God

From our Christian perspective, it also served as a metaphor for Jesus, Who gave Himself as a sacrifice to God on our behalf. This burnt offering is the first of three that were seen as voluntary- they were known as “ascending offerings”, they were all three offered by fire and their ascending fragrance brought delight to God.

They mark a progression of closeness to God with the first offering mentioned being the closest to God and the last one being the first step in approaching God. We might perceive that as a backwards approach. But that’s not all that unusual in the Bible.  God usually begins from His perspective…not ours. This first sacrifice- the burnt sacrifice- sits here at the beginning because it indicates complete surrender to the process- to God.

Complete surrender- that is a challenging place to be. We are NOT taught to completely surrender to…anything in this country. We rebel against injustice. We rebel again the political system. We rebel again…almost everything. And in many of those cases, we have good reason. Why? All of those are human institutions. They are contrasted and supported by us marvelously flawed humans. History has taught us that it is a slippery slope to completely surrender to human institutions.

But that inherent distrust, warranted though it is, often causes us to also not be willing to trust in God. We have a hard time parsing out God’s influence on our lives versus the constant barrage of everyday life. And so, we are reluctant, often unwilling to completely surrender to God. We lose control when we do that…right?

But the truth is this- “control” is simply an illusion. We have NO control over life. Period. Don’t believe me? Talk to ANYBODY who thought they had everything “under control” and then received an unexpected health diagnosis or suddenly lost a loved one. We have NO control over life. What we DO have control over is how we react. And today’s Scripture, today’s sacrifice, tells me that how we need to react to the uncertainty of life is through surrender to God- complete surrender.

The burnt sacrifice- the burnt offering, if you will- as found in the Book of Leviticus, is all about complete surrender. We offer the best that we have- the “livestock without blemish”, so to speak- to God, to be completely consumed by the sacrifice, raising a pleasing aroma to God.

And there are two keys pieces of what I just said that I would want you to carry away from today. The first is offering the best that we have to God. We tend to give God our leftovers- the time that we DON’T spend doing…everything else. The attention that we don’t pay to…everything else. The resources we don’t spend on…everything else. God often gets whatever we have leftover at the end of the week, the month, the year. Instead, we should give Him the BEST that we have offer. We should give Him the firstfruits. We should give Him the livestock without blemish.

I said that there were two things I wanted you to carry away from today. The second one is that pleasing aroma. Is there anything like walking into the house, or a restaurant, or the church dining room on a Wednesday evening, and smelling that pleasing aroma? The pleasing aroma of good food cooking is more than just a nice experience- it transports us to a different time and place. It changes our mood. It creates a totally new and uplifting environment. THAT’S what we want to be to God. We want to be a pleasing aroma that brings Him joy- reflecting the joy He offers to our lives.

Give Him your best. Offer Him the livestock without blemish. Be the pleasing aroma that He wants you to be. Be the burnt offering- in the best sense of that term and its understanding- fully consumed and totally surrendered to Him.

Better Days

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If you have been reading this space for the past few days, you know they have not been “banner days” at the ol’ Harris house. A lot of nausea, a chemo infusion on Wednesday, a lot MORE nausea, diarrhea, not sleeping well, feeling generally like “crud on a cracker”. There had been SERIOUSLY ramped up neuropathy on the right hand and arm- they put the chemo infusion IV in the right hand. The aversion to cold started immediately, causing my left fingertips to “burn” just by getting two eggs out of the ridge on Thursday morning. In fact, it seemed like EVERYTHING started up immediately, even though they thought it may take a week or even two. A rather inauspicious start to this round of treatment! 

The news today is a decent amount better. The less that great part is that I am still dealing with the ramped-up neuropathy in the right hand and arm. I woke up yesterday with it back to “ground zero”- hurting, cramping, burning, sensitive to the touch, hand trying to draw into a claw. I am still dealing with the aversion to cold- I can’t take anything oral that is beyond room temperature and I can’t reach in and grab something out of the fridge with it “burning”.  

But the good news is that the nausea is WAY better! And I simply feel WAY better. That started overnight- Thursday into Friday. I got the best sleep I’ve had in days. I had a pretty good day yesterday. And I trust that today will be equally as good, based on yesterday.  

It’s amazing how quickly the chemo IV infusions can A. hit you like a ton of bricks and B. start to subside. I have experienced it over and over during the last few years. First, there was the drug I self-administered (injected into the gut) three times/week when they were trying to shrink the brain tumor prior to surgery back in 2013-2014. It was an old-school cancer drug treatment. (Even though the tumor was NOT cancer, it behaved like it. My then-oncologist told me that, “back in the day”, people would be one that drug for months and months, sometimes years. I couldn’t imagine it- I gave it to myself 3X/week for three months and couldn’t WAIT to stop!)  

Then, of course, there has been the now 3 rounds of IV chemo treatments I have had/am having. They hit you like a ton of bricks. You have a couple of days that make you seriously question why in the WORLD you agreed to this. And then, almost overnight, the symptoms lessen noticeably and you find yourself thinking, I can DO this!” That last part was yesterday and- I assume- today. 

Again, this is another “new norm”. My experience is that there is NEVER a complete bounce back. But that is the reality that cancer treatment brings with it. You either learn to accept that reality…or not. We have chosen to lean toward the former and NOT the latter.  

My wife says she can always tell when I am starting to feel better. I become much more “chatty” and “silly”…again! She always smiles and says, “It’s nice to get you back!” I always tell her, “It’s nice to BE back!” The oral chemo meds seem to be much more easily tolerated, at least thus far, than the IV infusion. So, if that holds true, I could imagine that I will continue to feel better over the next 2½ weeks-ish, before a follow-up and probably the next infusion. And then, the cycle will start all over again. BUT- if the chemo continues to lessen the effects of the cancer, then it is worth the hassle.  

We continue to tolerate the negatives and embrace the positives. For our money, we really have NO other choice here. If you allow yourself to simply wallow in the negative, you are that much closer to giving up. Don’t ignore the negative- it doesn’t make it go away. But accept it for what it is- a setback. And look to the positives. They are ALL around you, if you are willing to actively seek them.  

We continue to focus on the glass being half-full. We continue to embrace each day with grateful thanksgiving. #TheGlovedAvenger #TeamHarris #WarriorOn! #Huzzah! We greatly appreciate your prayers, love and support. Check back regularly or simply subscribe to receive an email every time there is a new post. Thanks for stopping by- I pray you have a blessed day. Please make sure and come back again tomorrow, and stick with Jesus! 

The Gospel According to “Bones” McCoy!

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So, I shared that Wednesday was…shall we say…not the best day I’ve had in a while. I went to bed that night with the plan that I would get up at the regular time yesterday, get dressed, start my “morning routine” and see how things were going. I would then decide about going to work or cashing in a vacation day. 

Wednesday overnight was not all that great- punctuated by no improvement in the rapidly decreased use of my right hand and arm, as well as the “ramped up” pain in the same hand and arm, that Wednesday’s infusion seemed to have brought about. In addition, nausea and I were on a first-name basis overnight.  

Then- yesterday morning. They had said that cold things might have an adverse effect on my hands and throat as the weeks of this round of infusion treatments unfolded. They also said that A. many of their patients handle this type of infusion pretty well and, even if I did experience the side effects, it would probably take at least a week or two before I saw them. Well, my body had other ideas! 

Along with the ramped-up neuropathy in the right hand/arm and the ramped-up nausea, another side effect reared its ugly head first thing yesterday morning. I reached into the fridge, grabbed two eggs out of the holder in the door…and immediately felt like I had grabbed an open flame! It was THE strangest thing I have experienced ion quite a while. By the time I crossed to the counter and set the eggs down, my fingertips actually hurt. And the feeling lasted a good 30-40 minutes! I mean, they told me it MIGHT happen, but…! Vacation Day- engage! I spent all day in my chair, sleeping, sitting, whatever.  

The nausea precluded any thought about “food” the rest of the day. So, it was “break out the Ensure” for lunch and dinner. After the dinner Ensure, I had to take the 3rd and 4th chemo pills of the day. You A. have to take them right after you eat, B. have to make sure they go all the way down and C. have to be swallowed whole. Breaking them, crunching them or getting them stuck in your constricting throat is a bad thing- since they are poison, they will burn any skin they come in contact with as they dissolve. (That’s why you have to eat first.) They want to “stick” in my throat, no matter what I do. So, I had to drink a LOT of (room temperature) water to get them past my throat. That triggered my nausea. So, I then spent the next several minutes actively trying to NOT throw them back up! And, in the middle of that, my body decided there wasn’t quite enough going on- I had the diarrhea kick in! It was FUN 20 minutes or so! 

My prayer is that, over the next few days, as I move farther away from Wednesday’s infusion, this all gets better. I have a minimum of almost three weeks before the next infusion and they tell me that all of these side effects are more a product of the infusion than the oral chemo med. We’ll see! 

On the upside, our older son came into town last might and he and our younger son left this morning on their “Western Adventure” prior to our younger son starting college in a few weeks. They are driving to the Badlands and then to Yellowstone! It will be a great time for them, camping along the way and seeing what that part of the world had to offer! We can’t wait to see and hear about all of the awesome things they experience over the next week! They are back next Friday, our younger son turns 18 the next day and then, 10 days later…we move him into the dorm! To quote that great theologian from Star Trek, Dr. Leonard “Bones” McCoy, “It’s life, Jim. But not as we know it!”  

We continue to focus on the glass being half-full. We continue to embrace each day with grateful thanksgiving. #TheGlovedAvenger #TeamHarris #WarriorOn! #Huzzah! We greatly appreciate your prayers, love and support. Check back regularly or simply subscribe to receive an email every time there is a new post. Thanks for stopping by- I pray you have a blessed day. Please make sure and come back again tomorrow, and stick with Jesus! 

Not the Best of Days

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As you know if you read this space regularly, I have tried HARD to be upbeat, positive, forward-thinking and…honest about this cancer journey. I have tried to be as transparent as possible which, if you REALLY know how private I am at heart, has been a HUGE growing edge for me!! So, in an effort to continue to be all of things, let me tell you about yesterday. 

As a reminder, yesterday was A. the first day of 4 “chemo pills”/day AND the first IV infusion of this round of treatment. I take the pills two at a time, twice a day, within 30 minutes after eating- a “must”. I take them with 8 oz. of water- another “must”. (I have to MAKE sure the pills clear the throat and esophagus and get to the stomach. They will burn whatever they touch as they dissolve.) 

So, I took pills #1 & 2 about 7:30AM yesterday- right after I ate some breakfast. Downed them, together, with 8 oz. of water. Then, I went to work for a while, to get some things done before having to leave for the IV infusion. I came home about 9:15AM, packed my “stuff” to take to the Cancer Treatment Center, kicked back for a few, and then we started the 45-minute drive to the Center. 

They say things like, “This infusion will take 2-2½ hours”. And from one perspective, that’s true. But they have to A. actually get you out of the waiting room and into a chair, B. Get the IV in, C. get other fluids and meds in you and D. meet certain protocol LONG before they can actually “hang” the chemo meds. So, the actual time there was more like 4 hours.  

To start with, they had a hard time getting the IV in. I USED to be an “easy stick”. But since the cancer diagnosis and the chemo, I have become an…”unreliable stick”…easy one time and not so much the next! This was a “not so much” day. The IV ended up in the back of my right hand. (They try to avoid the back of the hand when they can.) That meant they had to wrap some things down to my arm with that “sticky gauze wrap” they use to hold a gauze pad down on your arm when removing an IV.  

I don’t know if it was the fact that, because the IV was in my hand, I basically didn’t move my arm for 4 hours OR because the arm was wrapped with a compression bandage for 4 hours, causing pressure on the arm, but by the time I was “unhooked” my right arm/hand were NOT in good shape. They actually had moved beyond the usual tingling and weakness of the ongoing neuropathy and WELL into “painful and sensitive to the touch”. In fact, the hand wanted to sort of draw into a claw, so I have spent the last several hours systematically opening and closing the hand, trying to get it back to more functional.  

I also had a few bouts of nausea during the infusion, but frankly it’s hard to tell whether it was because of the new meds or simply more of what I experience every day. And then, there was the “wooziness”. When I got up out of the chair, I felt woozy…cruddy. I wasn’t going to get sick but I wasn’t going to drive home, either. So, for only the third time since this whole cancer things started (after the endoscopy, after the colonoscopy and today), I handed my wife the car keys on the way out! I went to bed when we got home. 

I say all of this NOT looking for sympathy, so PLEASE do not feel you need to say how sorry you are that I had a bad day. I say it because A. they felt confident I wouldn’t feel anything different for at least a week and B. again, I’m trying to be transparent. The upside is that, as I write this about 8PM last night, I can type! I said to my wife on the way home I was doubtful I would be able to. So, that’s a good thing! I will see how I felt when I got up this morning and then decide if I need to call the doctor- they said to be sure and call if any of my symptoms changed. Upbeat, positive, forward-thinking and…honest! 

We continue to focus on the glass being half-full. We continue to embrace each day with grateful thanksgiving. #TheGlovedAvenger #TeamHarris #WarriorOn! #Huzzah! We greatly appreciate your prayers, love and support. Check back regularly or simply subscribe to receive an email every time there is a new post. Thanks for stopping by- I pray you have a blessed day. Please make sure and come back again tomorrow, and stick with Jesus! 

Today is the Day

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As you know if you follow this blog, today is the start of Chemo Treatment Round Three. I had the first round last summer, the second round last fall and now- Round Three! We had our Training Session yesterday. I wondered if that would be necessary, after having been through so much chemo already. But it turns out- we were glad we had it! Lots of questions were answered. 

Here’s how things will work: I start the oral portion of the chemo drugs sooner than I thought. As in “today” sooner! So, I will take 4 “chemo pills”/day, EVERY day, for the next two weeks. In addition, we go in today for an IV infusion. This will be about 2½ hours. Next week, we go back, in the middle of this first round, to check toxicity levels- they want to see if I am staying with acceptable levels or becoming too toxic. I will continue to take 4 pills/day for those two weeks, followed by a week “off”. Then, we go back so I can be evaluated. If blood levels are acceptable and everything else looks good (whatever “good” means these days!), then I will begin the second round, which will be another round of 4 pills/day for two weeks accompanied by an infusion on the first day. Then, another week off and so on. I am currently scheduled to do this through November, if my body can handle it. 

It was interesting to talk with the nurse who did our Training Session. She would say, “You may experience neuropathy in your hand and feet.” Already deal with that. “You may experience fatigue.” There already. “You may experience loss of the ability to taste and a loss of appetite.” Yep- there already. “You may have weakness in your arms and legs.” Oh yeah, I have that! “You may develop a nagging cough.” It’s already moved into “persistent” stage. “Diarrhea.” Yep. “Cold.” Uh huh. Really, the only thing they stressed that I could experience from this round that I don’t already have is shortness of breath! Finally, she said, “You really already have a jump on MOST of this, don’t you?!” So, instead of watching for the onset of these potential side effects, we are watching for the worsening of them. But we are praying for the NOT worsening of them!! That would be the BEST! 

For me, the main goal of this round is to shrink the growing cancer nodules in my lungs. Not that I don’t want it to shrink the esophageal or thyroid areas, but it is currently the lungs that are giving me the most problem. Between the persistent cough and the overall…feeling…I have in my lungs, it seems clear they are the area where the cancer has rebounded the strongest. It’s kind of funny that, with all of the sophisticated equipment that 21st Century medicine has at its disposal, I could tell ahead of blood tests and CT scans that the lung cancer was back! 

We are, to be honest, a bit more apprehensive about this round- its’ “different” and seems potentially “more intense” than what we’ve experienced thus far. But yesterday’s Training Session helped a lot. We were able to ask all of our questions. We were able to get good answers. And we were able to hear that MANY of their patients who have this particular regimen come through pretty well! And, as I like to tell my wife, “I am strong- like wild bull!” (Read it with an overtly stereotypical Russian accent and you will approximate how I say it to her!!”) So, what do we say? We say, “Bring it on!” We are braced for the next challenge! 

We continue to focus on the glass being half-full. We continue to embrace each day with grateful thanksgiving. #TheGlovedAvenger #TeamHarris #WarriorOn! #Huzzah! We greatly appreciate your prayers, love and support. Check back regularly or simply subscribe to receive an email every time there is a new post. Thanks for stopping by- I pray you have a blessed day. Please make sure and come back again tomorrow, and stick with Jesus!