After a quick road trip we are back in the buzz that is San Francisco. And back at Reveille, this time we sit across from each other at the Castro District location. The sun is breaking through the double doors, and my headphones barely drown out the beats and bass playing overhead. We just finished 3 glorious days of wine, food, and massages in the green covered mountains of Napa Valley. To say Napa was heavenly is by no means an overstatement, the people of Yountville took good care of us.
A half hour jaunt in our car traded the roar of Reveille for the occasional overhead statement at SFO as we wait to board our flight home. The kids are staying at a hotel with Grandma and Papa so we will see them tomorrow morning when we start the day. It needn’t be said that we are excited to see our little bugs, who barely began to miss us. They really have excellent grandparents on both sides, but this time big shout out to my parents. Also, big shout out to my siblings, nieces, and nephews for buying donuts and playing excavators in rice!
Now we’re 30,000 feet above the earth. Kim is laughing loudly at some movie and I am sitting here writing and thinking about this coming Friday. As some of you may know the 3rd of March is my first MRI post Radiation and Chemo. It will tell us how affective the initial treatment was and will help define the strength of second round of Chemotherapy.
I am sitting here trying to decide if I am nervous about this Friday. I already know I will be taking Chemo, that it will be stronger than before, and it will be one week out of the month so I know what to expect about the treatment. I think it just comes down to the unknown, how will my body react this time and how long do I have, and that has been a constant struggle. These worries aren’t anything new, and this MRI won’t relieve those fears anyway. So I guess I am not all that worried about this Friday. It seems very odd to say, but as I have said before, nothing about this process has been normal so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.
A quick deplane, gathering of bags, and taxi trip takes us home. It is quiet here at midnight, and we look forward to the laughter of our kids and the stories my parents have to share. I look forward to going to work and chatting with my team. After an unbelievable vacation I look forward to the normalcy of the glorious life we get to live.
Ok, it’s time to get some sleep. Peace.