Physically, (as far as I know), she's progressing normally through her cancer treatments, but mentally she's starting to break down. The operation she was suppose to have today (to drain the fluid from her lungs), has been delayed, so she's going to be there another four days at least (they don't do these things on the weekend). She's very down about that, and she's sounding worse than I've heard from her since all of this started. She cried on the phone to me and sounded hopelessly lost in despair.
I did my best to lift her up, give her the hope and faith she needs to see this thing through, and that seemed to help a bit. She's afraid she's going to be trapped in the hospital for years, and I told that if a few years in the hospital gives her 50 more years of life it will have been worth it.
So I'm rushing out there tonight to spend time with her, and I'm planning on buying some new games for her Nintendo DS that she loves.
As you may have guessed, she was happy to see her brothers. She acted very frail, almost like an old woman, but seemed very a live and aware. Her past room filled with cards and pictures was gone. this room was blank and empty. We didn't think she was going to be there that long.
She's allowed to go outside in the courtyard now, which despite the cold she enjoys very much. She still have to wear the mask when she steps out of the room, giving her brothers plenty of opportunities to pick on her.
This part of her journey seems more mental than it is physical, which as you may have heard can be even more difficult.
So keep the prayers up people!
And thank you for your support.
