Chemo # 4 is knocking on the door!

Sorry that nothing has been posted in a while. It’s been kind of a hectic few weeks.  Lucky for us, I didn’t get too sick this time. Not like the last time… but I was definitly ill longer than I have been before. I’m just a few days away from my next Chemo session and still feeling the effects of the last one.

Chemo # 4 will be on Friday and then.. only two more to go. We’re just a little bit past the half way mark now and the end seems to be coming into sight.

Fuat and I are starting to talk about all the things we want to do when this is over.. all the things we wanted to do when he first got here and never had a chance. He’s been here four months now and he FINALLY got to see downtown Richmond this week ( we live 15 minutes from Downtown)… maybe we’ll even make it  and hour up the road to Washington D.C. soon.

I think he’s waiting for the day he can stop waiting on me hand and foot ( well, most of the time he doesn’t have to anymore 🙂 )… and then.. it will be my turn to pay him back for the weeks and months of cooking, cleaning, serving and chauffering I have put him through.  He’s especially looking forward to eating the food I will cook, using the Turkish Cookbooks my Aunt Rosemary sent to us ( THANK YOU SO MUCH!).  When we opened the package, Fuat looked at them and said, “Oh.. she saved my life 🙂 ”

We haven’t had a chance for me to try to cook anything yet, but we plan on this soon. HOpefully, this week, before the next round of chemo cocktails starts to kick in.

For the most part, things are going well… and we are keeping a positive outlook!  God willing, this next round will go by without any issues! 

This next week or two is going to be harder for us I am sure…  every day Kerrie is more and more a presence around us. Mom, Dad, Ron… I am sure they are all feeling it too. It’s hard to believe it will be 3 years since our beautiful Ker-Bear left us. Every day I am thinking about what we were doing today.. tomorrow.. the next day… I think about going back and reading the posts from that summer, but then I decide not to. It still hurts too much…  I won’t be able to make it home this year, and it is really tearing at my heart that I can’t be there… but I know Kerrie will understand. I love you Ker-Bear.. thinking of you every minute.

 Jenn