Sorry

At this point in the game all I could do for Mike was just tell him how sorry I was and to hang in there. I mean that was nowhere near enough. He was miserable, he looked awful, he had lost so much weight. I mean he had lost so much weight that he was actually losing a whole person. He was hardly able to walk, his strength was gone, it was getting bad and I honestly did not know if it could get any worse, of course that is something you should never say/think because truth be told things can always get worse. We prayed a lot, I cried a lot, I was not only feeling bad for him and hated what he was going through but I just did not know what was going to happen. He was still trying to work, he was working from home, he either had to text or I helped him speak with people on the phone because at this point he had no voice, he was totally unable to speak, it hurt to bad. We were plugging along but it was hard, this treatment I have said it before was nothing to take lightly, it is horrible. Still going to radiation everyday and chemo on Fridays, that took every ounce of strength Mike had just to do that.

When Life Gives You Lemons…Make Lemonade or Margaritas, whichever suits your fancy!