Rideau Canal

Before starting her next round of treatment (tomorrow), Carol wanted to get away for a bit. Although a bigger trip to someplace warm was out, she was feeling good enough for us to head to Ottawa for the weekend. On Saturday, we donned most of the layers we own, walked to the Rideau Canal, laced up our skates, and skated about 5 miles. On Sunday, we put many of those layers back on, laced up our sneakers, jogged to the Rideau Canal, and ran the same distance on the canal. It felt like a dream. 

Jeff, thanks for the skates -- I tried to be worthy of them.

Beginning of a new round

If day-of-treatment reaction is anything to go by, Carol is doing much better with this round of her new regimen. She even sat in the front seat on the way home! Of course, the nausea is there, but it just seems to be this side of manageable this time around. After her last treatment, I'm not sure she really said much of anything to me until late Wednesday; she was just concentrating on trying to feel better. Today, we've carried on whole conversations. Thanks to the great care of everyone at the doctor's office, it seems that between tweaking medications for side effects and dosages of the various treatments, they should be able to come to a formula that will work without laying Carol out flat.

Of course, that's not to say that she still didn't go out skiing and running last week. She was putting in more outdoor time than I was. How she does all of this -- gears herself up for the next treatment, works herself out of hard places, and rediscovers the elements that make Carol who she really is -- wow.