I’ve been needing to post for a while, but I’ve been pretty content with life, believe it or not. Trent had some growth in one of the lung nodules (it doubled in size), but the rest are pretty stable – so I’m pretty stable. I think he’s coughing more, but who knows. I keep that to myself.  That’s too much right now. So, we just keep moving along.  No chemo has been wonderful and believe me no one is talking about Monday, when he goes back. It’ll be the second to last round of adriamycin/dacarbazine and the last round I will be able to stay with him for.  If you read this and feel like you might be able to volunteer your relief services at home, please do. It makes it easier for everyone. I don’t feel the guilt of 1000 mothers for being at the hospital and Mom will be able to breathe for a few seconds here and there if we have a few extra hands on deck.  That’s a Monday – Thursday stay next week, Aug. 3-6.

Yes, we’ve been dealing with some family stuff with our oldest kid. No, we did not kick her out of our home. If you know us at all, you know that’s not possible. She’s 18, has decided not to play volleyball next year and will be attending ACC to pursue nursing. I’ll repeat – she’s 18. We love her in spite of 18. Those of you who have prayed for her and thought about her and reached out to her – thank you. She will consider your advice some day. Parenting does not stop because you have cancer.

Colorado. What to say? It was AMAZING and we had the absolute best time. Really. The air. The view. The drive. The time. All perfect. We took 4 modes of transportation from the airport alone, so Gav was beside himself.

Our limo ride to the airport was a nice touch, but having that same ride home was priceless. Lily was understandably excited about that.  Our Austin airport experience could have been better, but such is life. Mom completely enjoyed herself in first class and we definitely had to play catch up once we landed, if you know what I mean. The boys were great on the plan and Lily got to sit by herself, so everyone was happy. We ended up with a new Suburban as our ride once it all shook out and it was perfect. Comfortable and big enough, great for mountain passes. We now want one.

Altitude took some getting used to, but we over came. Trent didn’t say 2 words about not being able to breathe until we got back to Austin (he knows better). He pushed himself the whole trip, and I know somethings that we did we very difficult, but he never showed it. He’s so tough. I want to be just like him when I grow up.

I would put a picture of him here, but none to this point are appropriate (he and the boys were naked for the first morning we were in Denver), so here is a non-NSF Denver morning pic. Beautiful, cool, mountainy, no humidity, legal marijuana. You know, everything you could want in a city.

I am being summoned by baby screams, so it looks like this blog with be in 2 parts.

Coming up – numerous serendipitous encounters with Steamboat locals, Fish Creek Falls and late night talks. Stay tuned…

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