The Princess Has A Birthday Today

Tracy, my sister who is 3 years younger than me, has a birthday today.  When we were younger and would argue, fuss, and fight,  I would call her the princess( in my most sarcastic voice).....because she always had to have her way.  She is a textbook middle child.  She is sandwiched perfectly in between me and the twins.  When we were little our Grandaddy White would always get Tracy a present in November when he gave me and Lori and Giny our birthday gifts.  He said he couldn't leave her out just because her birthday was in March. Spoiled!!   My children love their Aunt Tracy.  I sometimes think they would like to live with her.  She has a fun house.  She loves them very much too.  They stayed with her for the two weeks before they came to Texas and spent most of this last week with her while we were home.  She is quite talented.  She can paint anything and she is the best dental hygienist in town.  She keeps all of our teeth nice and shiny!  :)  I hate so much we are not there for her birthday.  We are sending big hugs from Houston to Tracy today...Happy birthday princess!!! 

We saw Dr. Ravi this morning.  We now have a better grasp on what we are doing.  The surgeons feel like it is best to continue with chemotherapy for 2 more rounds even if there is only a small change.  Every single millimeter counts.  If they did surgery right now he would most likely lose his urinary bladder.  There is still a chance of losing the bladder even after this chemo treatment.  But they want to be able to know they did everything possible to keep the contents of his pelvis intact and kill the cells that could possibly metastasize.  He will have surgery...just not right now.  This throws our timeline off a little, but we can deal with that. So the plan now is to start chemo this afternoon and do two rounds then the case will be presented to the surgeons again in 6 weeks.  We feel better after talking to the doctor.  Dave is doing well with this.  He is at infusion therapy now having his PICC line checked out.  A stitch was loose and the bandage needed to be changed.

We had a pretty uneventful trip back to Houston until the last 30 minutes when Samuel started throwing up.  He threw up several times and he and I had an interesting venture into a gas station with him wrapped in a pink blanket.  I guess he just ate too much or didn't wash his hands or something....I don't think it was a virus because none of us got it. 

The kids and I are now sitting in the waiting room...waiting on Dave.  They all brought bags filled with school books and snacks. So now I need  to help them with school.  Please pray specifically for the tumor to shrink away from the bladder. Thanks.