Sister, With Love
Slowly she realizes something isn’t right
with her body anymore, as the pain
shoots down her left arm.
“Is it my fault?” She questions herself
but has no answer, no response.
Surgery is the only option. The doctors
have to remove the Hodgkin’s from inside her
immediately. She didn’t even have time to call her Dad.
The tumor was disconnected
from her heart and lung. The port
in place now, “Day 1 begins -- another journey!”
Each day will be a struggle for survival
during the next year. “My prayers
are with you, my friend.”
Remember your strength, Sister.
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