This week started another round of chemo and Avastin for Dad. We were so thrilled to see that the chemo pills did not make Dad sick this time! Such a huge blessing! It looks like we've finally figured out the best time to start the anti-nausea patch.
This week I also had the utmost honor of sharing Dad's story with the Brenham Banner Press. I wasn't sure how Dad was going to react to the story, as Lar really hates for all of the attention to be on him. But, Mom assured me he would be just fine with it all.
So Wednesday night, I shared with him that the Banner wrote a story on him and his fight against brain cancer, and I also shared with him the number of views my blog has had since November 2013. I don't think he really ever has grasped the number of people keeping up with his progress and fight.
I read Dad the article in the Banner. And then, he asked me to read some of my blog. I realized that Dad knows about my blog, but he's never read any entry and I was so honored to be able to share a few entries with him.
I read my most recent post, the one sharing our one year anniversary of our fight against brain cancer. I'm not sure how I made it through it all without shedding a tear, but as I finished reading the blog, I looked up to see tears in his eyes. He thanked me, he thanked me so many times for sharing my blog, and I was more than honored to share with him just a few of my thoughts. I've never been more proud to be his daughter, I've never been more proud to share his story, and I've never been more proud to share our faith.
The outpour of love from the blog, and the article in the Banner, has just filled my heart with so much joy! Thank you all for helping Dad realize he is very much loved by so many and that so many of you are continuing to pray for him!
I share often how blessed we are, how we feel as though this path was so perfectly created by someone much greater than any power here on Earth, and that no matter what lies ahead, I know there is someone much greater already there. We continue to find joy in each and every day, we continue to find joy in our cancer fight.
When you witness first hand a stage 4 cancer diagnosis, one in which they tell you "it's not if, it's when" the tumor will return, you're forced to find inner strength and inner faith that you didn't know existed. I'm so proud to be able to share Dad's story of strength, faith and determination to beat this beast with friends and family. And most importantly, my heart is so full to know Dad is proud of my blog and what I've been sharing.
Continue praying, as we continue fighting to BTHO Brain Cancer!
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