It's all a thing of the past now. That was a long time ago. Most days I don't think of it. At least not much.
But this time, my friend, Betty, has it. Her prognosis is good. She's going to be fine. But her hair is falling out because of the chemo. She had to quit her job at a preschool because her immune system will be compromised. She cries a lot because she is really suffering from depression. Betty was my neighbor for thirty years. Then I moved away and now this.
I really wish I were there. Not really. I wish she were here. The big problem with that is, with cancer, no matter how many people are around you, you're still alone. I love Betty. I just wish I could make that matter a little more at this point in time.
6 comments:
Can you have a cuppa and teach her to play backgammon?
Love you, Wendy
I'm sorry to hear about your friend but glad that the prognosis is good.
Why won't cancer leave us alone? That monster. Hope Betty gets rid of the ugly monster never to see him again. Do they still live on Ida Lane?
Tell her I wish her the best
I'll do it, Zip. Joan, they still live on Ida Lane though they've ripped out the inner wall between the living room and the kitchen and made a wonderful Great Room out of it. You'd aprove. Thanks, Annie
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