The Harvey's Life

From the beginning of my diagnosis never not once did I ever think that I wasn’t going to make it or did I fear death. At the end of the day the truth is I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, and I have prayed for my family my friends and all of you who have given me so much love and support that if that they were to come that you would be given peace. I know where I’m going if I were to pass and that is to be with my heavenly father. I know there are some of you who may not agree with what I’m saying and that’s OK. I’m not here to push my beliefs on anyone I’m just telling you what brings me peace. On the way into treatment yesterday I was feeling frustrated because I finally started to feel normal for Saturday and Sunday and was back to my self for the most part and I knew that when I had treatment I wouldn’t be and that was hard. But as we drove into town I saw a small patch of poppies on the side of the road some of you locals me know what I’m talking about just outside of deep c...

I have 2 rounds of Chemo now, this first week after treatment seems to be the worst. The nausia isn't too bad, they have given me a lot of diffrent tools to help with that. I do suffer from exterime ecaustion, a kind that is like nothing I have really never had before. Well maybe combind a really bad hangover and a newbron baby. Yeah that is close. My body feel very heavey and I know that my insides are working overtime. After my first round my boys came berrling out of the house sayting that they were ready to be my bald budies, so tht next morning we did just that. With Hannah's help we came up with a very fun head cover. The second week is much better and I feel much more like myself and can do more things. I try to do what I can but I have a wonderful support system that is always keeping thier eye on me and will to step in at any given moment. I have been so humbeld by all the love a support that I ahve been getting. I trully am so blessed. I wonderful thing h...

I am sorry that I haven't gotten this out. I started it on May 20, belive it or not. I will jump forward in the next post, it may be a long one sorry about that. All of this is only for a little bit. That's what my mother-in-love keeps telling me. This is true, in the big picture of things. I feel like I am worthless because I am suppose to be taking it easy. I had my port placed on May 14th. Latter that night I started having pain in my chest, all across my chest but I just thought it was from the port. All through the weekend it would hurt to breath, to bend over, to lay a certain way. I called my doctors office and they encouraged me to go to the ER. They did an EKG, lab work, and an x-ray. Nothing was found, which is good, however I didn't have answers. I returned home feeling very tired and was told that I need to not do anything. I returend to the ER last night with the same thing yet it had moved to my back. I got to have a CT scan and again nothing wa...