Miserable subject - Cancer
I came over for my grandmothers birthday party, and to see the family before christmas. There was icecream and pizza for all, but I have ended nothing short of miserable...
My niece looks.... dreadful.
She's yellowing quite a bit, her hair is starting to fall out too... and she is becoming thin. Not without benefit, though. A lobe of the tumor is deadening, very good news. She had a complete histerectomy (however you spell it..) last week and doesn't seem worse for wear.. other than having an incision from hip to hip that needs constant care.
Ugh... she just looks horrible... and it makes me sick to remember how she was, and what's becoming of her...
9 years old and balding... no genetic children.. and ugly scars that will bear bad memories for the rest of her life.
I asked her mother what she wanted for Christmas... she just looked at Jessica and looked back at me, tears welling in her eyes, "...her.." her voice broke and trailed off, as she buried her face into my shoulder. "It's alright Sharon, it's ok.." I tried to console her, wrapping my arms tightly about her, resting my head on her shoulder as she wept.
"It'll be ok.."
....
My niece looks.... dreadful.
She's yellowing quite a bit, her hair is starting to fall out too... and she is becoming thin. Not without benefit, though. A lobe of the tumor is deadening, very good news. She had a complete histerectomy (however you spell it..) last week and doesn't seem worse for wear.. other than having an incision from hip to hip that needs constant care.
Ugh... she just looks horrible... and it makes me sick to remember how she was, and what's becoming of her...
9 years old and balding... no genetic children.. and ugly scars that will bear bad memories for the rest of her life.
I asked her mother what she wanted for Christmas... she just looked at Jessica and looked back at me, tears welling in her eyes, "...her.." her voice broke and trailed off, as she buried her face into my shoulder. "It's alright Sharon, it's ok.." I tried to console her, wrapping my arms tightly about her, resting my head on her shoulder as she wept.
"It'll be ok.."
....