Down the Hatch!

Well maybe it's not really considered 'down the hatch', since the chemo went in a vein and I didn't swallow it, but anyway, it's in and I'm doing fine. We had to drive to Casper for this dose, since the nurses here are on vacation. To be quite truthful, that was a pain in the neck, but being a nurse myself, I can't begrudge these girls some time off. They have no backup and have to have their own sanity time, that's for sure!

For the next few days I'm determined to lay low in hopes that the puny days last far less than they did the previous time. Luckily for me, I've got folks all over the place who are willing to spoil me. =) Thanks to all of you who've called, prayed and written, remembering us and supporting us. As always, your encouragements are good for the soul.

We've been having fun lately. Here's some proof.

Here's Andy enjoying an evening, Sam doing his 'lovey' thing. He has to share in every moment we slow down long enough for him to be next to us.

Playing with the big girls...

Smiling after our canoe trip...

The canoeing party... (We floated down the Wind River from the Wedding of the Waters near the town of Thermopolis. It was the grandest thing!!!!!!!!!!!!)

And rescuing hawks. This has a cool story with it. We found this little guy because the dogs were trying to kill it (GRRRR!). He's just a wee baby and he didn't even know how to defend himself, so just sat there and took it while they bit through his wing. (GRRRR again!). We put him up in this tree and although it looks like it here, he was so young he didn't do well holding his weight up, standing on his legs. He preferred to nestle down into a small space like the nest he was used to. (We couldn't figure this out - thought maybe he had a damaged leg or something- but the bird rescue lady said this was the reason.) We worried and fretted over him the whole day until we finally heard back from her, saying she'd gotten home and would take him. She's getting him all fixed up, even though she thought he was dead when she first pulled him out of the carrier we brought him in. Every one of us is now ready to be a falconer and/or get our wildlife care permit, because it was a neat experience. He was so sweet and responsive to us.