'Horseward Bound

   Looks like both Meg and I were up in the night, but at different times. So you get a double post today:

   A brief update - round five is now history as we were discharged yesterday afternoon. A tougher round than some, but we got through it alright. Vancouver apparently loves its fireworks on halloween, and we got a great view from the rooftop patio at night. We're headed to Whitehorse today for a last visit while doctors will still let Meg fly. We now have a cradle in our apartment, and it's mind-boggling to think that before the year is out, we'll have brand new person in our lives who will occupy that now-quiet, now-empty space. Meg is doing great, and her energy and strength amaze me every day. Our visit home will be brief, and we plan on laying low for most of it. We'd like to spend some time at our house, take the dog for a few walks, and recoup after this past week. Winter has apparently now hit Whitehorse with temperatures in the minus double digits and a good foot of snow already on the ground. It will be nice to get a bit of winter in before returning here to balmy, wet Vancouver.
  Treatment goes on as treatments will. Our oncologist, who was due to have a baby about two weeks before Meg, decided to welcome her new son a little early, so we're now in a bit of limbo waiting to be reassigned to someone else. Again, my care is based on a team approach, so this bit of news shouldn't significantly affect how things proceed from here on in, but it's still a change that we'll have to get used to. I'm scheduled for another MRI in about a week, and that one should let us know quite clearly how things are going. My brother Shawn was here for all of last week, and like the rest of our visitors, was a big help fetching food, and keeping us entertained.
  I've been trying to catch up on some emails over the past couple of days, and my apologies if I haven't gotten to you yet. Some days are easier than others. OK - thanks for keeping in touch, and for your continued support.