What a week, full of rebuilding, BYU basketball excitement, going to Park City, going to Jazz game, and getting stronger.
On Friday he was feeling well enough to make a trip to Park City to work. I drove him up in a snow storm. I kept thinking that I needed to bring the snowmobiles to enjoy the fresh snow. As we were getting off the freeway Craig said that he felt like a child on Christmas morning, he was so excited to be going to work. Upon arrival he realized that he didn’t even know the key pad number to get into the office building. It was November 9th the last time he was at work. The friends at work were so excited to see him, they said that the office was buzzing with excitement that he was coming. It was so fun; we were just as excited to be there, as they were to see us. Craig has a lot of girl friends at work that really love him, the guys are great also. I left him there for a few hours in very capable hands, I counted 7 nurses. We had a pizza party with root beer floats for lunch, in Craig’s honor. One of the guys told Craig, “thanks for coming up so that we could have a party.” It was a very nice day, for him to meet with a few people and have some meetings, and for me to visit with great people. The people at Nutraceutical are great people, there are no better. As we were leaving Craig had a big smile on his face, he had really enjoyed his time there, and it was a great lift for him.
Saturday continued to be enjoying for us. Craig received tickets for our family to go to the Jazz game and sit in the Nutraceutical suite. The Jazz have been struggling but it was great company, food, we were being a regular family just loving being together. One of the ladies said she enjoyed watching us laugh together and enjoy just being together as a family.
Tomorrow is chemo, which we really try not to say out loud. We were able to take off an extra week to get a little stronger. It should really help him. It’s so amazing what taking a week off can do for all of us, the chemo does such a number on Craig. I guess it is doing what it is supposed to but, HOLY COW, can we find another way to fight the cancer without making the patient so sick. Oh well, life goes on!
I was driving into the neighborhood and there were few kids outside playing. As I drove by, they were all looking in the car with big eyes. I stopped the car and rolled down the window, they peered inside and looked a little disappointed that it was just me. The passenger seat was leaned back and I think they thought that Craig was lying down. When we come home from chemo or fluids and the kids see him they get so excited. We know many of them are praying for us and that is the greatest thing in the world. Thoughts and prayers from little children are the best.
Thank you to all of our neighborhood friends and family, both young and old, who are thinking and praying for us, it means so much to all of us.