Once again, our God came through for us! After battling with getting out of the driveway at 7:15, and then several attempts to plow through deep snow on our street, we made it to the hospital. The oncology unit was closed until 8:30, so we sat in the hall waiting. I thought, "my blood count is going to come up – we've made it through the snowstorm." At 9:00 I had the blood test, then went back to the Rehab to wait for an hour. After arriving back in the oncology unit, I asked the nurses, "Well? What did you find out?" "It's a go," Audra said, and I grabbed hold of her in elation. "What was my count?" "It was 1.82," she replied. "Wow, that's even more than the last time! Yes!" (my second treatment showed .94 on Friday, climbing to just 1.49 by Monday. This treatment was .84, climbing to 1.82).

Thank you God, and thank you all for praying. I'm home now at 2:00, and Doug is outside snowblowing the driveway. Have a bit of discomfort in my gut, but I've taken all my antinausea drugs, plus I have seabands on (I read these may help with nausea, since they work for planes and ferries).

After I heard that I could have my third chemo treatment, I felt a 'hope' wash over me. I have been very discouraged since last week – with fears washing over me big time. I've cried a few tears; it seems like the shock of my situation wore off and I realized where I am. I've been afraid of death again this past week, which I have no reason to be, because I know where I'm going. But you know? I'm still human. I've had other fears, as well, that I won't go into. I've called out to God, and Doug and I have talked and prayed. Last evening, I had great anxiety and Doug and I prayed together before bed. The anxiety lifted, and I slept like a baby. I woke up this morning not remembering that I was going through this, until I came fully awake. I guess that's why God gave us the gift of sleep – to escape from our problems somewhat; a reprieve from the storm. I must press on, but I got hope today to continue – I'm now in the halfway mark of my chemo treatments. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless His holy name. Prayer truly works, and I thank you all.