Chemo #2


2 down, 16 to go. Today’s chemo session was a little daunting to watch.

Last week there were no OBVIOUSLY sick or dying patients. This week, among the other 9 patients, there was an older man who was painfully stick-thin, a hairless young boy whose similar-aged sister was rubbing his sore leg muscles (lots of love between the siblings) & an old man whose raspy voice disturbed my ears like the morning hadedas. It all made me feel healthy and in an agitated rush to get out of there not wanting to be associated that level of suffering. Now I’m feeling more grateful for my current strength!


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