Tomorrow marks the second round of chemo for Mama. She has proven to be one of the most resilient folks I've ever witnessed on chemo. Her hair, as noted earlier, is falling out. Not a worry for her. She's more concerned with being able to fit in her damned work-day with 18-20 3rd graders before heading into treatment. That, in itself, is enough to make you want to pull your hair out, sans chemicals. The side-effects didn't get to her too terribly much on the first go round.
Even if she DOES experience an increase in them this second time around, I imagine that she'll take it in graceful stride ... just as she did before. And, if she doesn't, that's fine too.
Go get 'em Sistah (Paw Paw's nick name for you means even more to me now).
So, so proud of you.
xoxo
Pussy Willow
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