I keep thinking I'm updating. I'm obviously wrong.

Tomorrow Mike goes in to the hospital to have a mediport implanted in his chest. Wednesday morning we go in for his first chemo session. He will be getting chemo for 46-hour periods, every other week, for 6 months. He will have a portable pump that he can take home, go to work with, etc. We're not sure how it's going to work. To tell you the truth, I am terrified of what's to come. But I am thankful that we have a "what's to come."

It started hitting me last night, I think. It could be an odd-timed bout of PMS. But I think it's more likely that it's the realization that this is really happening. I felt like a truck hit me. I cried for "no reason" on and off all night. Today is brighter. Well, it was until Sophia found some nail polish in my purse.

Today I'm going to stick close to the house. Do some laundry, do some dishes. Clean up some Barbies. Maybe later we will go downtown and take some pictures. We'll see if it cools down enough to go outside.

Tomorrow we meet Mike's Oncologist. He works with Utah Cancer Specialists, and did some training at the Huntsman Cancer Institute. That's all good news. Hopefully he has more good news for us tomorrow morning.

Not much else to say now. If I could get my WiFi working, I could update more. The weather has gone from snowing 11 days ago to low-mid 90's this week. At least the humidity has dropped a little.

Who needs sleep, anyway?

My husband, my best friend. He can sleep through anything. I'm glad, even though sometimes i envy it. He has stage 3 colon cancer (I guess that's what they call it even though the cancer- and a sizable chunk of his colon- were removed?) It has spread to his lymph nodes and he will start chemo as soon as his surgical wounds are healed.

Tomorrow should be sunny and 74. We are going to the zoo.

Mike and Sophia are sleeping in today. It's raining.

Today we should get the results of the lymph node biopsy they did during surgery, as well as the staging for the cancer itself. We should have gotten it Friday, but that's not something I want to talk about right now. So I'm carrying Mike's phone around with me this morning in case the doctor calls. I woke up early with an allergy headache. I'm guessing it was the flowers at the cemetery yesterday.

So today we will find out where we are going from here. Diving into the world of cancer, I assume. But whichever way we turn, we will go there with full force. Mike has a lot to live for, and a lot to stay healthy for. So I know he will fight.