The chemo "lounge" There are 18 thrown's. The place was packed today. It saddens me to see so many people fighting cancer. I sat in the waiting room and cried. It was difficult to see so many turbins, wigs, baldness, heads resting in hands, frailty, emanciation, swollen faces, feet and hands, staggered gaits, families pushing loved ones in wheel chairs, sullen eyes...I looked around the room and embraced hope for each one there. I know what you feel. I know your thoughts, your wishes, your struggles, your loss, your gain, your journey. I'm sorry my friend. I truly am sorry.
When I enter the chemo lounge, every chair is occupied. Some are lying under blankets with their heads covered, some are staring into space. A few are talkative (like me). Young and old, black and white, woman and man...all on this journey together. |
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Hello's to you my sweetness. When seeing your blog, I now know why you have been on my heart. My strong warrier! I will keep the precious memories we created in my soul forever! You give me strength that is beyond comprehension. I love you and pray for continued peace in your spirit. Hugs * kisses * Peace * and Love, Cyndi
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