Jon again. So much has happened since my last post on Friday. I had planned on taking you all on a leisurely recap of Janice's treatments over the past six months and get you caught up to the present in a few days of postings. But cancer has other plans for us, and has decided to start accelerating it's presence in our lives.
Last Saturday morning, very early, Janice woke up and was having exceptional difficulty catching her breath. She is a life long asthmatic, and certainly stressful situations can bring on more serious attacks. I was having a tough time getting enough of her inhalant into her lungs, so for the first time in my life I called 911. The paramedics showed up, got her stabilized, and then she was rushed to emergency at St. Joseph Hospital. They continued to give her oxygen and asthma treatments, and within a very short time she was smiling, happy, alert, breathing normally and asking me to get her eggs, french toast, fresh fruit, the works. What a great sign.
One of Janice's oldest and dearest friends Katy Jo has arrived and is staying with us right now. She and I headed to the St. Joe's cafeteria to get Janice some breakfast and we ran into the emergency room doctor that was treating her. I had mentioned to him when she was admitted that she had some very tiny traces of cancer in her lungs that her oncologist had said were still very insignificant in size as of last week. The doctor had done a chest x ray in the emergency room, and told us that that was no longer the case. Her cancer has now spread significantly into her lungs, and was the reason her breathing is more difficult.
I returned to her room with the doctor and her breakfast and told her the news. Janice seemed to take it all in a kind of zen like way, that this is just the natural progression of things. She then proceeded to put a huge dent in that breakfast.
Her spirit and strength continue to shine like the brightest of beacons.