On the Road

Harold took his first chemotherapy pill last Tuesday night. We had hoped to start the treatment a few days earlier but communication issues with the insurance company and then the severe weather on the east coast delayed the medication’s arrival. Starting chemotherapy a few days late probably won’t affect the overall treatment but it created some extra worry. You see, we were leaving town Wednesday morning and had been warned that the first couple days on chemo could be rough. Harold was taking his first dose Tuesday night.

That night was rough but we decided to risk the trip anyway. Harold was queasy the first couple of hours then started feeling good and has felt great every since. We were able to enjoy an uneventful drive to Utah — all to see a show.

Not just any show. This was our daughter, Rebecca’s art show. She is studying illustration at Brigham Young University and had the opportunity to showcase some of her work in the Harris Fine Arts Center there. It was wonderful to see her beautiful portraits and to be a part of the opening reception for the event. No, we were not going to let a little chemo pill keep us from going, and gratefully it didn’t.

It is amazing to realize how much we’ve been carried through each bump in the road. We may get discouraging news, and then we’re taken care of in the best possible way.

A friend sent me an email last week. It contained a single verse of scripture. I read it and wept because I knew, in a way I’ve never known before, that it is true.

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.     John 14:27