It's been a long few weeks to say the least and we are still waiting to see if Mark is in remmission. Mark's 5th biopsy last month was inconclusive and we have been forced to wait for another one to tell us more. Tommorrow is the day and we will have news hopefully by the weekend.
So since I blogged last, Mark has been back and forth to B4 on a daily basis with one trip to the ER and a call to 9-1-1. The ups and downs of this disease have been very extreme these last two weeks and we are hoping for some relief in the days to come.
Some good news...Chris (Mark's brother) is here to help out and the two of them are actually on their way to Redwoods to play a few holes of golf. A little bit of R&R for Mark before we embark on the next leg of this journey.
The sun is shining and we're going to enjoy the day for what it is. A beautiful fall day in Langley with the crisp moring air and the fog lifting off the trees as I type. All our love to everyone and we'll keep you posted once again.
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Hey Leslie, Mark,
ReplyDeleteI am so happy to hear that Chris is visiting, it is so special for Mark to be able to spend some quality time with his brother during this difficult time. Their is nothing like having your favorite golf partner around. Keep me posted on the news you get today, if you get it I am anxious to hear about whether Mark is in remission. I love you both very much, I have a picture of Mark and Audrey from your first visit to Ottawa after her birth. I look at it each day when I get to work and wish for a positive outcome for mark. I will give you a call, tonight. Love you both, give the kids a kiss from me.
Lots of love, Jul
Well, my solidarity hairdoo has (mercifully) grown back for the most part. But my thoughts are still with you, of course.
ReplyDeleteQuick tale:
There's a bar on King St. E near my office which I visit some Fridays after work. It's a really popular old watering hole, always quite packed. I go in there alone, rarely talk to anyone, and stay for a single pint before grabbing the streetcar home. It's not only a much-needed moment to myself (with booze) but also a kind of strategically timed visit. I try to arrive just as the day shift ends and the nightshift begins: there's a fervor in the air not unlike the change-over on Fridays at the Black Tomato back in the day. (The buzz, the scramble and Trevor sitting on his arse having a jar in front of me as my evening's wheels are already set to come flying off.) Now I relish in sitting back and basking in the panic of others. It feels great, too, knowing I've got the whole weekend with my family ahead of me, my work-week well behind. It was during one of these self-indulgent visits (back in April?) that I was actually able to think beyond myself for a moment. I raised my glass and whispered, "To Mark", having just heard the news that you were in remission.
I'd love to do it again this Friday. And for the last time.
I'll be thinking of you, my man. From an otherwise selfish wee barstool somewhere in downtown Toronto. I'm even prepared to stay for an additional pint. Or two.
Cheers and love,
-Sean
Hi Mark & Leslie,
ReplyDeleteI love the ditty that your ?friend Sean wrote....I wish I could be sending you that same wish from a self-indulgent barstool (I don't get out that much), but my wish rather, comes from a bathtub, my tshirt splashed, soap in my hair, my pants wet from kneeling in the inch of water that has overflowed onto the floor. All amid giggles, and fighting over who gets the shark and who gets the dolphin, and the baby crying from getting squirted in the face. As I curse that these kids are driving me mad, I too utter "to Mark" and wish for you many, countless, wet, hair-pulling, shrieking, maddening, glorious bathtimes.
Best wishes,
Diana & Cory
Sitting here hoping the phone will ring and Granny will say she has good news from the coast... Don't want to call and bug, as I know you'll let us all know asap. You are in my thoughts and prayers so many countless times I can't keep track. Kids here are well, just Clarke and Hugh with me today. Talia and Dominic are both having french dictee this morning, so I'm sure things are not too good on the playground. I'm sure to hear all about it at 4pm. Perhaps we'll talk before then.
ReplyDeleteLove to you all. Kisses for Audrey and Noah. xo Maria