(Ha! My spell-check totally tried to change that to "Updates on the Farm"!)
It's truly nice that so many of you are kind enough to inquire about our family and how we're all getting along in our various trials and challenges. I don't always do a great job blogging about it, but since you've asked, here goes:
Kendrie: rocks. Is being seen once a year in Survivor's Clinic, when she has blood work done, an exam, and typically an e.k.g. each year to check for heart damage from the chemo. She does well in school, plays soccer, loves to swim, and seems to suffer no long-term effects from the chemo ..... except for a truly crappy diet. The girl would live on goldfish, ham, chocolate chips, Dr. Pepper, and Three Muskateers if we would let her. There is never a reason for a fruit or vegetable to cross her lips, unless it is a bowl of fresh strawberries, preferably with an entire cup of sugar poured on the top.
Blaine: meh. As far as the cancer itself goes, he is doing well. His latest pet scan, the one he had after finishing his most recent round of radiation, was good. It showed some areas of tumor activity, but none that were new and none that were bigger. So, good news there, and he'll continue to get pet scans every few months to watch for new tumor activity. Pain management, fatigue, and dietary issues are still key, but we work on those every day. He and I will be traveling to San Antonio next month so he can try a new outpatient procedure that his pain management doctor is hopeful will help. Can't hurt to try, right? And hey, if I get a chance to visit the Alamo at the same time ... bonus!
Grandma Betty: sailed through her treatments for breast cancer earlier this month. Lumpectomy, then ten rounds of radiation over five days and she never missed a beat. She had her final appointment with the surgeon last week, and sees an oncologist tomorrow to discuss which medication she still needs to take (pathology revealed the tumor was estrogen-receptor positive ....) but overall she is doing great. We really couldn't have asked for a smoother treatment plan, and we are grateful.
My sister, Kelly: oh wait, did I neglect to mention that my sister was diagnosed with breast cancer ................ LAST FREAKING WEEK?
I'm not an oncologist, but I play one in real life.