
These are the “tater-tots” Nancy brought me in the hospital because for some reason it was all I wanted to eat. She is too good to me.
This has been a tough week. Monday was my chemo day. I did great during the first treatments and was released home with my pump which gives me more chemo for 36 hours. Once home I began to spike a fever, got the chills and was soon shaking. Nancy and I ended up in the emergency room Monday night.
It was a long night and by very early Tuesday morning I was back on 2 West at Chester County Hospital. The entire staff of that floor are amazing! There was all kind of blood work and efforts to figure out what was going on. Two theories still are alive and well. Theory 1: I had some type of virus and when I got chemo it knocked out my ability to fight it which escalated everything to the point of needing time in the hospital. Theory 2: I was reacting to the last piece of my chemo treatment. We will not know which was correct until round 3. If I have a similar reaction we will tend to believe it is drug related and there are steps we can take to eliminate some of those reactions. If I do fine the believe will be I had a virus and it should be a one time deal…as long as I stay healthy. [Read more…]


I was lying in my hospital bed Thursday morning when one of my doctors stopped by. She has a knack for stopping by when I have my headphones on and am drifting in and out of sleep. She gently touched my arm, brought me back into reality and apologized for interrupting my quiet time. She then asked, “So what music do you listen to?” She knows I am a pastor and I am sure she was expecting something different than my answer. I shared with her how U2 has been my go to group during this journey and how I find their pursuit of the sacred in their music fascinating. For the next ten minutes my doctor and I talked U2 and spirituality. It was if I did not even have cancer and we were just two friends talking about life. It was fun. That all came to an end and we went back to talking about my health and what I needed to do to stay healthy and what our next steps were going to be. She ended our time together by saying, “I have to go home and listen a little closer to some of U2’s lyrics.” I laughed and said, “It will give us something to talk about next time.
