Day 120: Catching Up

In the past few days, Ian has installed:

•  a zip line with hanging hammock chair across our living room
•  a hammock on our deck
•  a giant kitchen magnet to keep knives out of Fiona's reach

All of this is in addition to fixing the bath plug and sliding door in our bathroom, sharpening all our kitchen knives, giving Asha art lessons, manipulating/studying computer language type systems using abstract algebras, and learning a new computer language called "Go".  Ian is back!

He is still exhausted easily and has to rest for most of the day, but I'm thankful he has had the spark and energy to take on these spontaneous and creative projects.  He is eating a much wider variety of foods here at home and has been able to hold everything down so far.  He may not be exercising as much, but the girls have a way of keeping him pretty active.  It has been so sweet for all of us to have him home and in the middle of our daily life again. Here are a couple pictures I took of him and the girls today:

Now to catch you up on the big picture of where we are at:

Ian's immunosuppressant is being slightly reduced every week. He is now taking less than half of the original dose, and still he hasn't had any adverse symptoms. Thank you Lord!  The goal, assuming no complications,  is for him to be off of immunosuppressants completely within the next month or two. It will take a few months after this for his new immune system to wake up and take charge, so we will still be under quarantine for a while longer.  Ian is hoping to return to work at the beginning of October.  

How strangely wonderful to be getting so close to normal life again!

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P. S. Several of you have been asking about my dad. I would really appreciate continued prayer for him as well.  His chemotherapy has been postponed due to some deep skin cancers that were recently discovered. They are in the process of removing these (surgery on the first one required cutting out two inches of his arm) and so he won't be able to begin the lymphoma treatment for at least a couple weeks until these have healed. Oh my heart aches to be with him, to support him, and for him to have the joy of Fiona's smiles and her angelic face asleep in his arms once again as soon as possible... 

Please pray healing for my dad. 

Thank you!