Round 3.

Well, quite a bit has happened since last time I posted a blog.  Ive had some major changes and some minor ones as well.  First off, I am happy to say Tasha and I have moved in together.  We have been through a lot with all of this nonsense and I am convinced that there are not too many things left in this world that could tear us apart.  This is the first time I have lived with a 'significant other' so I am kinda nervous, but excited!  Darryl also moved in with us so I not only get to live with my girlfriend, but my best friend as well.  This would have been the perfect set up 5 years ago back when we could stay up past 11pm, now if I am up past 10 I feel like I am going to turn into a pumpkin.  We got a nice little condo on the Santa Ana / Tustin border and it suits us quite well.  Moving while on treatment is not a fun thing to do, especially trying to fit a washing machine up a flight of stairs that had no more than 2 inches of play total.  Needless to say that was an adventure.  

Before this move went down, I somehow managed to get sick.  I had (and still have) a terrible cold.  For 4 days I was coughing, sneezing and wheezing up some fun phlegm and then on Easter Sunday I woke up running a fever.  This is a problem when you have no immune system and a cold can turn into pneumonia in a couple hours... SO, off to the ER I went.  After a substantial amount of time and countless tests later they gave me the all clear and sent me on my way to monitor it closely.  Luckily the fever dropped that day and I was only left with a nasty cough which I am still trying to fight off.  The combination of fighting this cold along with the delayed onset of the side effects of the radiation therapy I have had almost no energy to do anything these last 2 weeks.  I am hoping this issue will pass because it has been extremely tough getting out of bed some mornings and I find myself napping quite a bit lately.  

Fast forward to Tuesday, this marked the beginning of my third round of chemo.  Initially I was under the assumption that I would not do another MRI until the end of April / early May and then on Saturday I got an e-mail from my coordinator at UCLA asking me to bring a copy of my MRI.  This was an interesting revelation since I could not schedule an MRI over the weekend and I had to have it done before Tuesday.  So Monday morning I was able to scramble and schedule an MRI in Irvine and get it done.  I am so happy to say that the MRI came back "Great."  No new growth!  This is an excellent step in the right direction and I like to think whatever I am doing is working.  I was exceptionally nervous the entire time leading up to the MRI and I have to give a huge thanks to my father for driving me all over Southern California.  We went from Anaheim to Santa Ana to Irvine to UCLA back to Anaheim then back to Santa Ana.  I think altogether it was somewhere around 4 hours of driving.  I was way too nervous to do all of that on my own and he helped out immensely.  

Things have been going very well and I am so thankful for all the support from my all of you and I know the prayers and good wishes are helping so keep them coming!

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Little Kings Foundation is getting closer and closer to launching it's landing page.  We will be accepting donations from day one and we have some special things in mind for people who donate from the inception, so stay posted!

"Isn't it funny how by day nothing changes, but when yo look back everything is different?"

C.S. Lewis

FTGF,

Ryan

xo