The first day of Spring. The temperature will reach 74 degrees today. It’s a day made for hiking. motorcycling. bicycling, or just sitting outside with the sun warming your face. But for Billy, it’s the first day of IV chemo, round two. He’s lying on the bed, calm and even sleepy, while Decitabine drips slowly through the clear plastic tubing to his port. Poison. Or Cure. I’ve been praying the treatments won’t be bad, that he will be strong and well, that the doctors will be given divine guidance in deciding his treatment, and, most of all, that all this will result in a cure for the AML. Billy will have 2 oral chemo pills to take, too. One he starts today, the other after the IV chemo round is done. Please God. Please.
Sunshine like golden hope pours through the window, warming Billy’s legs. I can’t wait to get out of this office. We have been here for hours. I want to take him out to walk in the sunshine. To thank God for this day. This first day of Spring.
A Little Bit of Everything, With Love 