We just lost a close cousin to a 10 year battle with breast cancer.. She was such a light in our lives and we still can't believe she is no longer here to make us laugh. She always had a way with that. 10 years and it never took the best parts of her. She always told me she was never afraid of the dying part, but rather dreaded the day she had to say goodbye to everyone. It was a terrible day and I spend a lot of time hoping she didn't worry about it when the final moment arrived.
Your medical experience will prove helpful, regardless of your experience level when it comes to cancer. But more importantly is the strong bond of friendship you have with each other. A sisterhood of sorts that will stand the test of time. That's cool. That's the real winner in this and the cancer has no idea that it is making your bond all that much stronger. My thoughts and prayers are with the both of you, as you navigate this alone and together.
Just one last quick quote from the eulogy I read at my cousins funeral.. I think you will get a chuckle out of it or it may just bring you a much needed smile.
"When Tiffany was having one of her numerous tests – a bone scan – Brad had the day off and said he would drive her to testing since he had some things in his truck to drop off at the recycling station. It was a good day for Brad and Tif to spend some quality time together so Brad drove her to the health campus, she got her radioactive injection and then they proceeded to the recycling center since Tif had to wait for the tracer to circulate through her body for about 2 hours. They drove into the building to drop off some old equipment and as soon as Brad opened his door the alarms started to go off. Everyone stopped what they were doing and started to question Brad about what equipment he had and was dropping off. Brad was so confused because it was just everyday junk that we needed to get rid of and there was nothing unusual in the small pile he had. A woman had asked him if there was anything radioactive in the pile and, of course, he said “no”. They spent quite a while questioning him and trying to figure out why the alarms were going off. This is the lightbulb moment --- Brad opened his door and asked Tiffany if they injected her with something and what it was. Tiffany started laughing and said, “OMG, yes, they injected me with radioactive dye.” Of course, Brad started to laugh and then had to explain to the woman about Tiffany's situation and the injection she had just received. A very tense moment that ended in laughter for everyone."
She would probably kill me for sharing this photo.. but tough lol.. This was taken after her chemo treatment. Tired and feeling blah, Molly and Pepper knew she needed some of that cuddle lovin. 😊
Nice silver too! I kind of like the glowing thing it has going. It and the story you spoke about in your post, reminded of that eulogy quote above. GLOWING! lol. Tell your friend to be strong and always stay 'Radioactive'! You know what I'm sayin.. I hope. lol
“In God we trust. All others [must] have data. - Bernard Fisher”
― Siddhartha Mukherjee, The Emperor of All Maladies: A Biography of Cancer
Isotope contrast dye yes, she's done that a few times already.
For fun I'd turn off the room lights and say, "Are we glowing yet?" We have yet to determine if she needs Radioactive therapy. That would be following a few more Chemotherapy sessions and another CT scan to be done.
My kids and I decided to at least spend a good part of Mondays together and maybe tick off a "Bucket list item" if she could rally up enough energy and stamina to have a go at something fun and make our time count. After five sessions we can already see how this treatment is wearing her down.
Thanks for sharing a bit of your Cousin's journey @bdmillergallery ❤️