I had my 9th treatment today and learned that because I skipped my 4th treatment I have to make it up on the back-end. No big deal though and still doesn't change my November 2nd date.
Yesterday Anabelle and I were hanging out in our bed and she snuggled up close to me and said, "I'm sorry you have to have chemo, mom. But your hair will start growing back for Christmas, right?"
Even Sofia this afternoon saw my bandage over my port and pulled down my shirt and asked, "Mommy, ouchy? Me ouchy too," pointing to her chest and then gave me a hug.
It breaks my heart that the girls even have to think and process this illness but also completely warms and makes me feel so incredibly loved.
i'm so proud to have such compassionate nieces :)
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