A Taste of Recovery

Eating is a fundamental part of every day life. It's weird to have someone living in your house that doesn't eat. At least not in the traditional sense.

For the last 3 months Lance has been enjoying his meals through a drip bag and feeding tube. It makes meal times a little weird.

His taste buds have been fried from the radiation and his throat is still recovering from April's surgery. When everything tastes like paper and burns when you swallow - the feeding tube is a life-saver, literally.

Lance is obsessed with food. He surrounds himself with cook books and watches a lot of Food Network. He has been cooking for me, on a regular basis, all of the things that he longs to eat. Thus my hips found 10 of the 40 pounds he lost!

However, tonight for the first time, he took a bite of the mondo burrito he made for me and lo and behold - flavor! Not a lot - but he can taste salt, sour and a little essence of re-fried beans!

This is a milestone as we have been assured that his taste will return after some time and after feeling so rotten and tasting nothing for so long - this is a bright light at the end of the tunnel!

Last weekend our daughter renewed her vows to her hubby Kyle, with baby Lily in tow. It was a beautiful reminder of the sweet life that we have and the years of love and wonder that lie ahead - and we know Lance will be able to enjoy it all - and eat his way through every moment!