On Chemotherapy

I know why the frequency of writing drops on weeks I don't feel as well...it's not that I can't write, it's that it's more difficult to be cheerful and write positively. Yet as I look back on this process, I have so much to be thankful for. I have not been hospitalized even once except for the initial surgery. Only one time was chemotherapy even delayed because of low blood counts. Certainly I had obscene nausea until Christmastime. This second round, the nausea is not a problem. I've had the one episode of neuropathy, which went away after a month with no permanent damage.

But when talking about chemotherapy those little difficulties are very small. Listening to the stories of others who have truly had a hard time in chemo, I've skated through. The best thing? It's almost over.

This week I received an email from a friend of a friend whose four year old grandson was just diagnosed with kidney cancer. The little one is having surgery to remove the kidney, then will have to undergo from four months to a year of chemotherapy. Now that is difficult. But I know that God will grant grace and mercy. Pray for little Joshua.


Blessings!

PJDH