chemo...

Dad started chemotherapy last week. He's gotta be on it for 6 months, getting treatments twice a month. This type of chemo doesn't cause too many problems they say. Dad was feeling great for the first day of treatment. This pic was taken Thursday night at Wendy's. Dad went with us to do some shopping and get supper, and I whipped out the camera to get a shot.

Mom and Dad were scheduled to fly up to the States (where we are) tomorrow afternoon. But Dad had a rough day today, getting sick and feeling generally "lifeless." So, due to that and some other complicated circumstances concerning a treatment in the States somewhere during their time up here, it's looking like they'll stay down in Cayman over the holidays.

This stinks. But it's our thinking that it's for the best, for a number of reasons. So, if and when you think of it, shoot up a prayer for us if you would. For Dad especially... he sure was looking forward to seeing his grandson. But it'll work out... Romans tells us so.