2 days post chemo and the tears have returned this morning. My girl friend is struggling this morning…
Physically and mentally. Massive fatigue, and a sense of how can she get through this whole twenty weeks she has ahead of her.
For me it’s the powerlessness… I can’t do anything and what the hell is ahead of us?
The unfairness of everything we have both been through up to this point… and now this…
I know we have to get through this twenty weeks and then see where we are… but it just feels like such a marathon now…
No guarantees… no solid promises…
