One more from me (Nelson) here. We started the day by taking Mom to the airport here in Rochester so she could travel back to Michigan to be present for basically all her children and grandchildren coming for a reunion. That being the case, she didn’t have time to crank out the blog tonight.
I have to pause here and give credit where credit is due. As I drove away from the tiny Rochester airport, I pondered the woman she is. My Mom is a legend. She serves tirelessly here with us, doing wherever is necessary to fill in the holes while I was out of commission and now goes to serve the rest of her children and 15 other grandchildren and basically host retreat to see the giant Life-size Ark down in Kentucky. There is hardly a woman like her who does so much and always keeps a level head despite the changing circumstances.

Plus, she does us all the huge favor of writing this blog tirelessly almost every night so y’all can have prayer material and an update.
Then of course as if on cue, Ann Sophie’s Mom, Astrid, landed here last night from Germany to be with us for a while and finally get to meet her 1 and only grandchild, which is our little Will. We are so thankful for the Lord’s timing when it comes to having the right person with us at the right time. Annso and I were just reflecting to each other that it would be too much for us to go it alone with all my complications and a 4 month old baby all happening at the same time. God is faithful.

Speaking of timing, today was day 10 since my chemo and theoretically around the time when I get a little break from the nausea and vomiting before the next round which is set for July 20 when it starts all over again. All I can say is I’m up for a few boring days.

The only thing happening medically is a blood work-up tomorrow (yes, Mayo is open Sunday) to check Platelet levels so we know where we stand going into the week.

I was never the guy who would wish for a boring weekend. People ask if I have plans and I say, “Hopefully nothing at all happens.”

Just being able to be home with Annso and Will feeling relatively decent is a win in my book. Funny how your priorities change when you really come to grips with the fragility of your humanity. In a weird way, I’m thankful for that part of this fight.