Good days

I've been hesitant to write this post. Because this post is going to say, "this is good!" and the pattern of this journey has been, good is followed by bad. So I've hesitated.

But after almost two weeks of being "okay," I have to post. 

Last week was mom's "off" week, the week she gets no chemo so her body can catch back up, and prepare for more to come. She spent last week feeling okay, going for short walks, and finally, by the grace of God, eating!

We were able to turn her oxygen down just bit, and she could even move around the house without that dreaded thing on her face for short periods of time (most of them unintentional, as her chemo brain keeps forgetting when she takes it off!). 

For these days when mom feels "good" even in the midst of bad. We're grateful.