Isaiah spent the weekend at home with his mom and "godbrother" Jacob playing cars and sword-fighting ( "you don't kill each other, you just kinda hurt each other" - Isaiah).
We had to adjust our planned trip to Monterey because we felt it was just too risky to expose Isaiah unnecessarily to others. Our doctors told us that the next two weeks are the most critical of his treatment. It's during this time that kids often experience problems which become serious because their abilities to fight infection have become so compromised by the intense chemo of recent weeks. So Sienna and I spent the weekend running the Big Sur Half Marathon and enjoying the ocean while Carmen and Isaiah stayed home. (Any comment about life not being fair seems inadequate here.)
We expected Isaiah's counts to be close to zero at today's appointment, but he was at 500. He seems slightly more tired than normal, but, in light of it all, he's doing remarkably well. We're encouraged.
We're praying hard that his body will be protected from infection during the next two weeks. He's very anxious (as are we) to wrap-up this season of treatment.
the "silly Isaiah" pics were taken by Sienna!