The Oncology Ward & The Power of One. Tee-riffic Indeed.

Written on 9/15/11 6:10 pm.

There is something that happens, sitting here in this hospital. Sure there are joyous moments perhaps in obstetrics where new life greets us providing the sigh of relief after pained moments of labor paves the way. But here, here, there are whispers. Silence. The whizzing of the machine gently coaxing medicine into an IV. I feel anxiety in my throat. Borderline nauseous. The weight has settled in my chest.

My Mom is here. I posted news of her cancer, and since she has begun her battle. Just a couple weeks ago she was vibrant. Now she sleeps. She sounds weak, looks tired, and I know she's scared. Her aggressive chemotherapy treatments have quickly taken their toll and due to complications she is here. I type this at her bedside while I wait for her to wake up. The craziest thing is there's nothing I could do really but then there's everything I could do. Convinced one person really does make a difference I bring flowers and positive affirmations.

She likes to laugh. So I will do my best to bring the cheer and remind her who she is when it's hard to remember. I even wore my Sade shirt and sure enough she noticed it right away... :)

At last she woke up. These moments spent talking, listening, have made it all worth it. It is nice to hear her voice and let her tell me what is on her mind. One person can make all the difference. I'm not sure if it was her or me today and that's the beauty of how this works.. :) May you and all of your loved ones be blessed with great health and the biggest love to surround you. All of this, every moment, after all, is a gift.

**Thank God Mom has since been released. She continues her fight. Next, most likely radiation. Prayers for her and all those suffering with cancer would be greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading my blog. Blessings....