Cancer Sucks

I am sitting here feeling a little depressed. Spencer's temperature in hanging out in a not so great range, and I feel like I need a little faith. Faith. Faith. Faith. Where are you? I feel that today I am holding on to Spencer's faith and I am banking on it being strong. We have not had to be admitted for a fever in quite some time and I REALLY don't want to have to do it again. Fever admits have no known end. We get to leave after 24 hours of being fever free, that could be a day that could be 5 days, etc. He has been throwing up mucus, which is not normal for him, and throwing up more often than normal. This last chemo kicked his cute little bum. I am afraid to think that school is pretty much done for him until January. I am sure there will be moments of participation but with RSV and flu season almost upon us I am not taking any chances. We have made it this far, I am not putting anything into jeopardy. We have had to cancel many things this year and the kids have had their fair share of disappointment and I just keep telling them "this year sucks, we are going to continue to have disappointments and chaos, but next year will be better". They know I am serious when I say "sucks" and it usually calms them down until the next missed event. Nate and I have to say the same thing to eachother. Spence may be in patient on Thanksgiving. That is depressing for us to think about, not being together. But yes, this year sucks and next year will be better. There are so many things to be thankful for in this sucky year. I will keep you updated on the fever and please pray with us (for my faith), and for this unruly temperature to behave. Cancer sucks.