Blessed: May 2026

Friday, May 1, 2026

Numbering Days, Week 191-200

Its been since February since I posted. When I'm being cynical, I scoff at the weekly posts I started out with. Back when I first got diagnosed there was so much happening and I sincerely thought it'd all be wrapped up and behind us in a couple months. Turns out, one cancer post a year for the last twelve would have sufficed.

But I know the truth...so many of you have genuinely cared and wanted to pray and partner with us and that truly means so much. Thank you for wanting the updates and for following along on this very twisty journey.

This was the first tax season in a couple years that I wasn't doing treatment. Even still, every day felt like a little more than I was capable of. Amy gifted us with a fridge full of meals each week, enough to last most of the week. What a treat! Though I love my work, the days took much out of me and it wasn't long each evening before I was in bed, sleeping. I think my record was 35 minutes, from the time I arrived home from work to the time I was sleeping soundly.

At the suggestion of my doctor and the encouragement of a friend, I started physical therapy. It has been a gift and really has helped with the pain. It's hope-filling to be gaining some mobility. Walking, getting in and out of a chair, standing at the sink to do dishes, stooping to pick something up...I'm so grateful for these everyday things I can do with more ease. And amazingly, I've hit the streets again, walking with the dog in the mornings.

I also have worked with the pain management team (two incredible doctors!), adding more pills and injections.

I'm eating like my life depends on it. Who knows...maybe it does? The research and information out there is vast, overwhelming and largely conflicting...what to eat, what to avoid, when to eat, etc. Eating purposefully every day is within my control and helps keep my body fighting.

Beyond all that, I've been experiencing miracles. Its a miracle that I am moving, that my pain is lessened, that, even though its been fourteen months since I've had chemo, my scans show that things continue to hold steady. That's not something my doctor is able to explain. Its a miracle. In our family, we call these weeks and months Bonus Time. Its more time than we thought we'd have, more than I deserve.

And in these last few months I've witnessed some big milestones....

Aiden got his license!