make glemonade

The last chemo was fine and dandy. We have had so much going on lately, so let's just have a couple weeks in review. Still flushing lines at home, Eric still isn't feeling great, but actually seems to be better than last time. I don't know what was the deal with that chemo #5 but it rocked him. It is hard to believe that the chemo part is already over. How can something go so fast and so slow at the same time?! Eric giving his biohazardous waste can some lovin'. With our good friends, Rosie and Josh. This is Eric getting in the shower (phwit phwew!). A helpful nurse had us switch from plastic wrap to ziploc sandwich bags with duct tape. I got tie dye to spice things up a little bit. John gets Visitor of the Week for last week (Feb. 7-13) because he came over and played board games with Eric all day. They set up Risk, Monopoly, and Ticket to Ride and set a timer every 30 minutes, rotating from game to game. I think they played for ten hours or so (Risk twice). It was on...

Just so you all know, the scan came back with very positive results. Our doctor said it is right where she expected it to be and that it bodes well for the transplant. Wheeeeeeeee! We are gearing up for the bone marrow transplant (hereafter referred to as BMT). It still isn't scheduled which is really pushing my patience. I like to have a plan of action and there just isn't one yet. I imagine it will go something like this: last chemo, 1 week recovery, 1 week shots, next week check in for BMT, Eric there for 3 weeks, I go up on weekends and stay at home weekdays for school. We're looking forward to chemo next week. Mostly because I love the Bistro at Huntsman Center (I highly recommend the roast beef and pepper jack panini)... oh yeah! And it's Eric's last chemotherapy session! No but really, let's look at the things we love about Huntsman: 1. the Bistro 2. the Infusion nurses- they are so much fun and they think we are hilarious, so of course we love them back!...

Man, all those times I used to make fun of the kids that wore pants that were too short for them. Serves me right, doesn't it? Eric left town for Vancouver this weekend, and I awoke early Friday morning to take my sister, Lisa, to the airport. I was starting to become coherent when my dear brother-in-law pounded on my bedroom door, almost throwing me into cardiac arrest. I opened the door already quite moody, and stepped into a river. Most of our apartment was sopping and the flow continued from the kitchen. Boo. It was the dishwasher. Yeah. Remember that one time we just got a new dishwasher installed?! Apparently some hose or other dishwasher rhetoric exposed our apartment to the harshness of a water world (and, no Coloradans, I'm not talking about the Water World where the Fun Shines). I had to take Lisa to the airport still, Jeff thankfully stopped the waterflow, and we have been living with 7 obnoxious fans in our apartment ever since. It also leaked into the two apartment...

I always forget a few things I planned on putting on the blog when I post. Just wanted to post this pic of Eric getting chemo... ;)

What a beautiful holiday season it has been. The season is so important to have each year, because it reminds us of so many things; it reminds us of our love for our Savior, family, and friends. It reignites our passions and motivates changes as we reach the New Year. This holiday season has meant even more to us this year, because we have had such a surge of appreciation for our beloved ones and were able to see so many of them. My little sister, Kelli, came to visit this week, then Mikey and Melissa reminded us how nice it is to have your best friends nearby for a day. Next, my sister, Stefanie, and her husband, Matt, came from Nashville for a too short visit and stopped by right when I was getting to visit with my dearest Maegan and her husband, Nick. Lovin' life with KelBox in town. She is my mini me! A little time with Mike and Melissa... and they gave us an excuse to see some other friends again too! Maegan visiting was with Stef, Lisa, and I was like home to me. I love the...