So, today marks cycle 1, day 7. Overall, I’m feeling more like myself. I had some blood draws this morning to check my levels and make sure no interventions were needed (eg platelets). And the nurse gave us the all clear! The levels may continue to decline in the next day or two so I might start to feel a little less good, but all is well so far. I have a pretty healthy appetite (unexpected!) and have stayed awake the whole day (cancer treatment goals, am I right?).
But, enough about me! I don’t know about y’all but I feel like talking about someone else…
So how about we talk about the literal reason I get up in the morning: Caleb, my alarm clock, nausea medication giver, personal chef, and my all around favorite adult! [disclaimer: I will do my best to keep this from being super sappy but I can make no promises…]
When we found out about the tumor and what it could possibly mean, Caleb took it harder than anyone. If I was ever in any doubt about how much this man loves me, finding out I could die in the next five years wiped it all out. He just kept telling me I couldn’t go and I promised him to do everything in my power to stay here with him and our family. What I didn’t realize was that my promise was also a promise from him to do the same.
Caleb has been with me every single step of this process. He has taken on all the difficult (or just annoying) things I hate doing like flight/hotel booking, phone calls fighting with insurance, or figuring out how to get where. He has sat through every appointment and ready through every test result, comforted every tear and been the reason for (almost every) laugh. I would not have the strength to fight through this if Caleb wasn’t my partner in all things. One of my greatest wishes for my children is that they all find a husband or wife that is as wonderful as their father. Guys, gals, people… I can promise you that whether you are battling cancer (or any other sort of life-changing catastrophe), your outlook has a lot to do with yourself but just as much to do with the people you choose to have in your life. Be with someone who chooses you over and over when it means the most. 
Caleb had to make the hard decision to not go to his grandmother’s funeral next week. He wants to be there, I feel like he should be there. But, not only did his parents tell him it was important to be here with me, his grandmother (who was one heck of a wonderful person) made it clear he should stay with me. So I guess I should also be giving some love to Caleb’s family for helping him reach his Mr. Wonderful potential.
Seriously, though. I know I’m at the forefront here because I’m undergoing the treatment but I can only do this because of the people behind me and beside me. Thank you to everyone for the love, help, and support. And thank you to my husband for choosing me to be the luckiest girl in the world, cancer or no.