Banal

Wendy and were at Stanford yesterday for my quarterly checkup. We did the usual blood draw and then had a quick "drive-by" visit with the oncologist.

It was no big deal.

It's so strange how normal and banal this has all become. I used to fret for a week beforehand and wait on pins and needles for the PCR results to come back. Now it's just all part of life. I forgot about the appointment until last weekend and I didn't even take the whole day off work. My CBC and metabolic panels came back normal and I'm not worried about getting the PCR results back. I'm just assuming that it'll be a good result.

It's so strange how my attitude has changed in the last 5 months. My mindset is shifting from "this is something that will always be with me and I'll never be free of it" to "I've beaten this and I'm moving on". Thank you Gleevec!

On a distinctly non-mundane note, Wendy has grown quite a large belly! All the tests and ultrasounds show a normal, healthy baby. She's 23 weeks along and going strong! Our house is slowly starting to fill up with baby furniture, clothes, towels, strollers and all the other paraphernalia, brick-a-brack, contraptions and "essential items" that soon-to-be new parents blow their money on.

It's still a little hard to believe that this is really, honestly, finally happening but we're pretty much over the "too scared to get excited" hump and have fallen into giddy excitement and anticipation.

Here's to banality!