If you’re keeping score, that’s “Back on track,” then “Off track,” and now this one. For a retired railroad mechanic, that’s honestly very on brand. Dad spent his career keeping trains running. Now he’s keeping me in the track puns 😂

Well. I said “back on track” two weeks ago, and I’d like to formally retract that.

It’s been a minute. The last thing I posed was the Tetons, and honestly I’ve been a little reluctant to follow it up, because how do you follow up mountains?

There’s something Dad and I talked about on this trip that I’ve been chewing on ever since.

I’ve been putting this off for two weeks, mostly because every time I sat down to write, something else happened! Short version: some of this is working, some of it isn’t, and Dad is doing great, which makes the whole thing confusing to explain.

Dad went to a car show last weekend and absolutely showed off. He took home Best Custom Truck with Camper and landed Top 25 with his other car.

Dad officially wrapped up Cycle 3 of treatment last week. As always, we’re taking the wins where we can get them, and crossing another cycle off the list definitely feels like one.

Well, Cycle 3 was supposed to start last week, but Dad’s sodium had other plans.

This week has been fairly uneventful, which is exactly the kind of update I like to share.

This past weekend ended up being one of those weekends we really needed. Between appointments, treatments, labs, and all of the unknowns lately, we wanted to do something that felt a little more normal and a little less clinical.