Just a little. I think I’m feeling really sorry for my little sister. (She’s a year and a half younger than me). She’s been getting radiation treatments to her brain for the last three days, which she decided to interrupt in order to attend her granddaughters h.s. graduation in another state. (Her radiation oncologist was not happy).
Anyway, this is her third bout with cancer in her lifetime. Each time a different form of cancer, beating it each time. Naturally she’s more than confident this time around. She’s only 59.
That’s just it. My religion teaches me the answer to that question, Why?? So why do I feel so sad? Is it because deep down, I think I know how this is all gonna turn out?
I am religious and i still find that question hard, sometimes it is better not to ask, you can be up one day and down the next, something is definitely testing us, so what do we do?
Sorry about your little sis though, i pray she gets through this once more, cherish the good times
I lost my aunt to cancer just last year. Terrible disease, it was lung cancer and in her final days she was sitting in the hospital bed barely able to breath.
I’m sorry. 3 separate times is too much for anyone to deal with. Both for the person who is sick and those around them. I hope she wins the battle again