February 27, 2010
Saturday, 8:38 P.M.
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So, I was over Carol Ann's house today and she told me she isn't going to continue the chemotherapy. Taking a moment to digest what she said, as tears slowly filled my eyes, I recalled the scare I had faced a couple of years before. I have always been of the mind that I would not put myself through those treatments. She and I had discussed it at the time, discovering we had different views, but she respected my decision and counseled that we wait and see what the future would bring. Obviously, the future for me is still out there and the scare was just that, a scare. Now I sit face to face with my friend as she makes this decision. As the tears receded, I counseled that we wait and see what the future brings. I asked that she speak to the doctor this week, which she has not done, to find out how much time the chemo may buy her and what the quality of that time would be. Once she is armed with that information, I will respect her decision and take it from there, one day at a time.
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