Reflections 1/16/21: Just as I adjusted my long-range anxiety about the chemotherapy trek I am about to take to face it “one step at a time,” I had to meet with the nurse overseeing my treatment plan. Almost 2 hours of an onslaught of “disclaimers” about the potential side effects of the new drugs that will be pummeled into my body! And all the extra drugs I can take to counteract their devastation! Ahhhh! And I am signing up for this willingly?!! Luckily Ed was there to hold my hand, but I still felt like a piece of Swiss cheese with bullet holes blasted into every pore of my body. Handed my exhaustive schedule that will run my life for the next 6 months, I managed to crawl my way home and into my bed to sleep off the stupor. So much for “one step at a time.” BUT! I can, (and must), reset from this panoramic view back to the narrow lens of daily do-ability. God help me! Literally! So much for wanting to know what lies ahead. Let’s do this extemporaneously! Battling back the foes one at a time as they burst onto my horizon. Keep thinking “Missions Trip,” and let that high calling transform this ordeal into redemptive suffering!