If every story (as it should) has an arc, we appear to have arrived at the part of the plot occupied by pain, misfortune, uncertainty, bleak misfortune, and improbable laughter and joy delivered at the hands of plucky and wise children.

We’re living through the hard part, friends.

Eric’s foot isn’t healing well. Six weeks of bed rest haven’t cured that big crater in the top of the foot. At last week’s visit, the docs openly mulled a few options: skin grafting, wound vac (ruled out because of the nature of his cancer), and further amputation. None of these would get him back to chemo any faster, which was also a huge concern (it had been two months since his last treatment). So…even acknowledging the risks on healing presented by the chemo, they decided that the most pressing issue was to get back there. Bear completed his 9th round of chemo last…