The Five-Week Mark
5 weeks in. 3 rounds of chemo done. 5 more to go. Slowly, in this last round, Mike lost his senses of taste and smell. Well, lost isn't the exact word.... because they are there, but nothing tastes or smells the way it should. There's a constant smell of exhaust fumes. And water tastes creamy, like milk. Not much has flavor, and in his own words, "It's making me cranky." Sleep at night is also getting a little tricky. Being so tired, he just can't sleep through the night. We have tried lots of different things to make it better, but if you have any suggestions, I would love to hear them! But there are still some amazing blessings in the mess. My school families have been faithful and generous in dropping off dinners. This is something I didn't think we needed, until I realized what an incredible blessing it is to not have to run to the grocery story, swing by the market. I will NEVER underestimate the power of a delivered meal ever again. I promise th...