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Two down...


and three more Venofer infusions more to go! All the things I worried about the most - who was going to take care of the kids-- has gone so smooth. I'm so thankful.
Today, while I was at the Outpatient Oncology Clinic where I get the infusion, sitting in a comfy recliner...with a warm blanket fresh from the blanket warmer...getting hooked up...I looked around. I remember last time, two years ago, feeling humbled by the circumstances of the lives that surrounded me as most of the patients there are in the midst of battle...not just for more energy or to feel better...but the battle for life. Most of the patients are receiving Chemotherapy. Yesterday, one such couple came in...she armed with notes, bottles of medications, questions about how to get nourishment in him, tricks to try to get rid of GI disturbances...I overheard her tell their nurse, "He's what I do now...". He sat in the chair, cracked jokes and the only time he even grimaced slightly was while getting his IV started. There was a lot of love between them...and life was going on...they talked about the errands they would run after they finished there and what he might be able to tolerate for dinner. He teased her about having a plan...she teased back that it's always good to have a plan you can deviate from. There was a lot of depth to them and they were busy with each other. It was not a burden for them to be there together. There was not much time for more than a glance my way.
Today, as they headed out...he asked how I was doing. I said, "Good..." He said, "Great...keep it up!" He thought I was fighting the same battle...
He encouraged me...even though I don't have cancer and my battle is different...we are all fighting the same war...because of Adam's fall, we are all born to die. You can't help but spend time in that waiting room or in the chair amongst those soldiers and not feel it strongly...and I was encouraged by his words...I will keep fighting the good fight...and maybe tomorrow, I can encourage him.


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Anonymous said…
Thanks for making me cry! <3 You Too!! Barbee
Jessica said…
thanks for helping me shed the tears i've been holding in all week. I needed that!

love you!

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