Back On His Feet

It has been one week since we last updated, and Ken is going strong. The middle of last week was a slow-point, where Pop was nauseous and sapped of energy. So, on Friday they decided to give him a bit more powerful medication that helped fight the nausea and gave him more energy. While the affects of the medication certainly increased his energy level, they also gave him insomnia. He could sleep for 10-15 minutes, then would be awake for an hour. As long as he was resting, it was okay that he wasn't sleeping. Saturday morning found Pop feeling good enough to go down to CV and watch the Donegal boys play tennis. It was a beautiful morning, but as the day heated up the humidity became too much. We left the matches early to retire to the farm, where Pop was able to re-energize and have a relaxing day. The next day was much the same, and with the festivities occurring in Maytown, the family made their way into town to hear the Matt Goss Band. As long as the outings are short, it has been good for Pop to feel mobile once again (I guess the drive to and from radiation every day just wasn't cutting it). He has been laughing again, and it is good to hear his familiar humor starting to come back. He jokes around more, as it is easier for him with the healing process of his incisions. The increased energy, and humor, came back just in time for Mom's birthday yesterday. It was a unique birthday that was spent largely at the Lancaster Cancer Center (who we now think of as family). In the evening, however, we had the unique opportunity to partake in a meal with everyone sitting around the table together...yes, even Pop. His appetite has returned, and even more remarkable than that, he has been able to eat solid food again! It is a wonderful sign, but doctors are wanting to be conservative with quick conclusions. As a family we understand where the doctors are coming from, and we're okay with not knowing all the answers. Seeing Pop eating the meal last night was reminiscent of days past. He ate a plate-full of food, and even had a piece of pie for dessert. When the meal was done, he still had a bit of energy so we decided to take a walk up the road. Pop hasn't walked that far in a long time, but with the cool weather, a full stomach, and family by his side, he walked the entire way unassisted. It made us all smile seeing him walking hand-in-hand with Mom as the sun was slowly sinking. They were care-free for a moment in time, as the situation surrounding them melted away. It was another glimpse of God's goodness, as He provides strength and hope, love and mercy.