okay so..... I found out ten minutes ago that the hormone therapy is not working on my mum the way the doctors would have liked.. so.. come monday she'll be on chemotherapy (mila). This really broke her.... because she'd been doing so well in a physical sense for the past week and we were sure that things were going well! It was really hard to see her face break like that as she told me. There was some fear in her eyes when I hugged her. In many ways I know she felt defeated, she'd been battling against the thought of chemo for a long time. We know hair loss will be a side affect, but I'm not sure.... about nausea so I'm gonna check up on it.

I.... I'm really.. a bit broken at heart myself...... I'm teary eyed as I type this. Not that I fear for her, but I had just wanted so badly to protect her from having to endure this. But we've got to do what we've gotta do. The other option isn't really an option, we'd rather brave chemo. It's not going to be fun, but it's an unfortunate necessity at this point.

Monday I plan to go with her.
The best victory we can have there is entering that office with grace.


_{(ps. if you know me in real life, please do not spread this around to
anyone, family or friends, please. Thank you very much)}




On a lighter note:
"You put the emPHAsis on the wrong syllABle!"