Last Day in Houston

Today is my last full day in Houston. I’m catching the first flight out on Monday morning, after spending the last week here. It’s been an eye opening experience, let me tell you. Living with someone who is undergoing chemotherapy is a tough thing to experience. Going through the treatment is an awful thing.

Lars is constantly fatigued. He has a tough time just walking from the apartment to the car. One of the drugs that he’s taking is causing a nasty rash, which has now spread across his entire body. He vomits constantly.

And through it all, he manages to maintain his sense of humor. It’s good to see him laugh, because there isn’t much to laugh about these days for him. Cancer is a horrible thing. Everyone has heard it, but to see its effects in action is just awful. It’s certainly changed his life.

Houston is also a pretty boring place. We went to see the Battle of San Jacinto monument a couple of days ago, but other than that, there isn’t much to do in Houston. Lots of refineries and dreary weather. Not the best place to motivate you while you’re sick.

Monica’s mom and sister flew the kids down on Friday night, which has provided a little boost for both of them. They are very cute kids who have had their lives turned upside down as well. This is something the whole family is battling.

He got some good news on Saturday night, when the hospital called to tell him that his white counts are down. So there are signs that the drugs may be doing what they’re supposed to do. He’ll know more on Monday. Think positive.