The first immunotherapy/chemotherapy round knocked him down – hard. I remember sitting on our bathroom floor with him. He was so sick he could barely get up. That was the night he told me he was terrified his kids wouldn’t remember him. I didn’t know what to say, what can you say? The next few months were filled with doctor appointments, treatments, scans, and tests. Our life revolved around his treatment schedule and the aftermath. The treatment was working though, the tumor was shrinking and his cancer markers were dropping.
During those weeks and months of treatment, we spent as much time together as we possibly could. We tried to maintain as much normalcy for the kids as possible and, thanks to the support from our incredible village, #KylesVillage, life continued on semi-normally. The kids still played their sports, we still went camping, and we even took a family vacation to Hawaii.
