Kevin is still suffering some ill-effects of the GVHD in his stomach/intestines that started a couple weeks ago.  He is on more medications now to manage it, but those meds have some nasty, unpleasant side effects.  
I wish we had a concrete and reliable measure of how much cancer killing is going on, but really, that test is the PET scan, and he can only have those every few months.  So not knowing what is truly happening inside of Kev's body is very daunting.  
He is going to work everyday, and in his typical style, battling his way through this like the badass that he is.  I'm so thankful for him and his strength.   
We're still waiting for some good news to confirm that along with this GVHD, we're getting some cancer killing done.  In the meantime, we wait.......

Go along with me on this one, and imagine this:

You're on a boat, in the middle of the night, with your friends.  The wind is buffeting the waves against your small boat, and you can feel the terrifying power of nature as you are rocked this way and that.  You desperately need to get to the other side of the lake because you're meeting your friend there, and he is waiting for you, depending on you.  
Something on the water catches your eye, and, shielding your eyes against the spray of the waves,  you see someone coming.  And this someone has not taken a boat, but actually appears to be walking on top of the water.  As the figure comes closer, you see your boat-mates pointing, their faces full of terror.  You cannot believe it--a ghost!  
But then the apparition speaks, and you realize with equal parts awe and fear that it is your friend, whom you were supposed to be meeting on shore.  
Overcome with faith, you ask if you can step onto the water with him.  He holds out his hand to you, gesturing you forward.  Boldly, you step onto the cold water.  Amazingly, you do not sink, as you take careful and cautious steps forward, toward your trusted friend.  But suddenly the brutal wind sends a large wave crashing against you, and you stumble, almost falling over.  You're sure that the water can hold you standing, but can it hold the weight of you falling?  You feel water starting to close around you and cry out for help.  Your friend is immediately there, pulling you up and back into the boat.  Terrified, you look at your friend for comfort, but he only asks you why you doubted him.  Doubt him?  You think.  It was the water I doubted.  
Hearing your own heavy breath, you realize, suddenly, that everything has gone quiet.  The wind is gone.  Your boat-mates are on their knees, weeping in praise.  This man has controlled the natural elements of this world.  With stunning clarity, you realize that doubting the water was, indeed, doubting your friend, Jesus.  

I sometimes visualize myself actually in the scenarios described in the scriptures.  It reveals to me what my true, natural tendencies are, and helps me to further understand what Jesus asks of those who those who trust Him.  The stunning thing about the above story (which is Matthew 14: 22-33) is how much faith Jesus asks us to have.  Peter was faithful enough to ask to come out onto the water, but that wasn't enough.  He had to have faith that, through Jesus, he could withstand the elements of the most unforgiving part of this world:  nature.

I want faith like that.

When I see the physical struggles that Kevin faces everyday, I feel the water coming around me.
When I read the statistics about myeloma, I feel the water coming around me.
When I see the blood tests, I feel the water coming around me.
When I see the symptoms not improving fast enough, I feel the water coming around me.

But He's looking at me, gesturing me forward, into trusting His sovereignty, his rule over all of the elements.  That he will never allow evil for evil's sake, only for our ultimate good.

Keep the faith.  Love you all,
Kristin