And, we’re off...

...on Tuesday, any way.  I’m insurance-approved, blood level checked, and scheduled to begin my first chemotherapy treatment on May 7th!  I’m anxious to get underway.  However, I won’t be able to go to the Atlanta location of Northside Hospital because their infusion facility is completely booked for the 7th.  If I did my first treatment there, I’d have to wait until the 14th.  This would have been a disaster for my energy levels recovering in time for several very special events in mid and late May, so my chemo nurse coordinator worked a little magic and got me in at their Forsyth County location.  It’s a bit further of a drive — not by much...those of you familiar with the north end perimeter in Atlanta at rush hour know what I mean — but I have to be there at 8:00 a.m.  It will be an early morning in the Moore household on Tuesday, though luckily, my future treatments will be scheduled back at the Atlanta facility.  In the grand scheme of things, this is a MINOR inconvenience.

So many thoughts running through my head.  Will I tolerate chemo as well as I did almost seven years ago?  Will the chemo be as effective?  Will I feel well enough to fully participate in all the May festivities and summer preparations to get my two boys to college?  Will my diabetes behave with the bolus of steroids that comes with every treatment?  (Steroids have been known to jack up blood glucose levels.) Will I be able to enjoy what may be our last family vacation together before my boys — my young men — have their own summer agendas?

So many questions whose answers will only come with time.  And patience.  And a little faith.

With love and patience nothing is impossible.

— Daisaku Ikeda