Since my last post, I have been pondering how to delicately word what a long time friend is dealing with in Texas. I had her information in hand since I wrote my last blog and couldn't seem to allow myself to complain about my situation with chemo. I personally struggled through my last series of the oral pills. The headache was more than what I wanted to endure. My friend is going to have to endure more in the next few weeks. She had found out that her cancer (orginally in breast) is now in her liver and will be changing her chemo regimen to be more aggressive. In turn, causing her hair to completely come out again, severe fatigue, finger and toe nail beds to lift off from the skin. Losing hair is a huge battle for she states: "When you have hair, you don't feel like you're sick. But when you lose your hair and everyone starts staring, you start to feel like you're sick. It becomes a much harder mental battle when you look in the mirror and all your hair is gone."
I am choosing not to tell you her name for privacy reasons. You can pray - for God knows who she is.
I hate cancer!