Sending you happy, peaceful, healing thoughts and remembering you in prayers. And wishing I could send you some of the snow we have here in Canada. Just enough so it's pretty to look at. Not so much that it's dangerous driving and walking like here.
my mom has breast cancer she's doing well but as i'm sure you know every day is a bit of a battle today she drove me a bit batty with her chemobrain (bad memory and inability to focus) so tonight in a moment where i really needed something inspiring and some comforting words and perhaps some insight i turned to the computer and then stumbled across your blog therefore, i just wanted to say thank you thank you for writing thank you for sharing thank you for helping place things in perspective i think God lead me to your blog 'cause it's what i needed to see thank you God keep you i'll pray for you and keep reading so please keep writing
Hi RivkA; Sorry I haven't posted anything until now... I haven't been able to figure it out. Sorry you had to go through that unpleasant experience with the horror movie at the hospital. I can relate. I'm sorry that I'm so far, but these modern gizmos are able to bridge that gap quite well. When I come to Israel, I'll bring games for your chemo sessions too... Shabbath Shalom.
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Try doing that on chemo!
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Cancer History in 3 sentences or less:
Diagnosed with DCIS (stage ZERO breast cancer) at age 39 (June 2005). Three surgeries and 2 years later (July 2007)... I became a statistical anomaly: breast cancer mysteriously metastasized to my bones, liver and lungs. 2 years later (July 2009), we discovered metastases in my brain.
Diagnosis: Cancer is a "chronic illness." You can live with it.
Translation: I hope to be on chemotherapy for a LONG time!
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Hi, RivkA -- I just see your signature in your latest post.
Thinking of you!
Sending you happy, peaceful, healing thoughts and remembering you in prayers. And wishing I could send you some of the snow we have here in Canada. Just enough so it's pretty to look at. Not so much that it's dangerous driving and walking like here.
How wierd -- no post.
Not to worry.
Must have just pressed the wrong button.
:-)
my mom has breast cancer
she's doing well
but as i'm sure you know
every day is a bit of a battle
today she drove me a bit batty with her chemobrain
(bad memory and inability to focus)
so tonight
in a moment where i really needed something inspiring and some comforting words and perhaps some insight
i turned to the computer
and
then stumbled across your blog
therefore, i just wanted to say thank you
thank you for writing
thank you for sharing
thank you for helping place things in perspective
i think God lead me to your blog 'cause it's what i needed to see
thank you
God keep you
i'll pray for you and keep reading
so please keep writing
La Senora -- Wow, thank you.
I know only too well how frustrating chemobrain is, for me and especially for my kids (also my husband, parents and everyone else!)
Hi RivkA;
Sorry I haven't posted anything until now... I haven't been able to figure it out.
Sorry you had to go through that unpleasant experience with the horror movie at the hospital. I can relate.
I'm sorry that I'm so far, but these modern gizmos are able to bridge that gap quite well. When I come to Israel, I'll bring games for your chemo sessions too...
Shabbath Shalom.
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