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Chemo Cocktail

Sid's molecular study came back. The results led Sid's doctor to change the treatment plan. It will now include targeted therapy and immunotherapy alongside his chemo drugs. This is encouraging news as studies are showing good results with this combo of drugs.

The target therapy attacks cells that contain a specific receptor. His cancer cells have this specific marker. It is also a lot less toxic than chemo.

These drugs do come with risk in that they can have negative side affects on the heart; thus the echocardiogram today.

We spoke with Sid's oncologist this morning. I'm happy with his efforts thus far. I trust him and honestly think he is doing his best for Sid. 

We haven't ever heard of anyone that enjoyed chemo, but we're ready to get started. Not only does this game plan sound positive but we feel rejuvenated after a great weekend with family watching General Conference. 


I feel my Savior's love

In all the world around me

His Spirit warms my soul

Through everything I see

He knows I will follow him

Give all my life to him

I feel my Savior's love

The love he freely gives me

I feel my Savior's love

Its gentleness enfolds me

And when I kneel to pray

My heart is filled with peace


As I wrote this post, this song resonated with me. I feel His love and compassion for me and my family. He is a God of love and compassion and I am grateful to know that he is willing and waiting to share that with me.


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