Friday is 4 for the Price of 1

I have read some good blogs out there and they have helped me get a feel for what's ahead.  So today I was prepared for the bone marrow test.  I was ready for a little pain and had brought some humor along to keep things light.  I was however not prepared for the medical bargain that I would receive today.  Today's blue light special was on bone marrow tests.  I believe that I had 4 tests for the price of one.  In all my reading I hadn't come across anyone stating that sometimes when the needle is pulled out the piece of bone doesn't always stay in.  So we repeated a few times until we were able to get some persistent bone to hang on.  I do feel sorry for my doctor because I could feel her arms shaking as she was pushing the needle in the last few times.  I think my bones gave her a good workout for the day.  :)  
The remaining tests I have been waiting to schedule for staging have been scheduled for next week and chemo will start next Friday.  I've been trying to get the train rolling and it appears we are about to leave the station.  ABVD here I come. 
On a different note my doctor asked me a question today that I could not answer.  She asked why I decided to run my first marathon two years ago.  I know that at the time I decided to run the marathon I had only ever run 5k's.  I had run greater distances but never in a race.  I had read about marathons in Runner's World and seen them in the Olympics but up until that year I had never thought of doing one.  Running a marathon would be a real push.  It would be a test of myself on a level I had never tried for.  But I can think of no more concrete reason than that as to why I choose to run my first.  I can with certainty tell you what kept me running my first marathon and that was my daughter.  I watched her go through 6 weeks of IV drugs for an infection and I have never seen someone so brave and the fact that she was 5 makes it even more amazing to me.  I remember her at her birthday party with a cover over her PICC line running around with her friends at Chucky Cheese.  I choose to run the race for me but my motivation through out the race was my daughter.  And this time my daughter has shown me the way to confront being sick.  So I will not be sitting around feeling sorry for myself but you may find me running around with my family and friends having fun when I can have it.