
Friday, December 11, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
chemo
Grace had chemo on Friday and today she is definately feeling it. The purple circles under her eyes told us she would be worn thin today. She did a wonderful job at chemo and actually had a good day on Friday. In the car on the way home she told me, "mom-I usually feel like junk when I leave chemo, but right now I'm feeling pretty good." Hard, yet optimistic words from a little six year old. Grace is remarkable. Sometimes we even forget what she's going through because we have larger windows of normalcy now. Of course, I swallow pretty hard when I watch the Vincristine go through the plastic tube straight into her little body. Sometimes chemo is more bearable than others. I am saying that. Isn't that ridiculous? Our little girl sits there getting unbelievably strong medicine and I sometimes feel like it's unbearable. This time just socked me in the gut. Katie, Grace's nurse told me our doctor would be longer than usual. He was meeting with a "new" family. I heard the mother in the hall. I heard her crying. Her voice haunted me all day. I don't know why it bothered me so much, but I can't stop thinking about them. I didn't even see their faces. I don't even know what her child has. I just know I can't stop thinking about them.
Grace's next round of chemo is on New Year's eve. I can think of softer ways to ring in the New Year...but I know Grace will do it with a smile.
Grace's next round of chemo is on New Year's eve. I can think of softer ways to ring in the New Year...but I know Grace will do it with a smile.
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