Normally I would be thrilled to have 4 weeks off from the weekly clinic visits, but this is hard on me because I am so worried that the cancer cells will have time to build up again and we'll have to start back at square one. Sigh, whatever happens, I just have to keep calm and carry on I suppose. There's no quitting for us.
Me and Molly's Daddy watched the movie My Sister's Keeper (2009) last week and it kind of hit home with us. Not the part where they had another child to use as a donor to keep their daughter alive, but the part where the mother did all she had to and all she could to keep her daughter healthy as long as possible. If you haven't seen it yet, ignore the remainder of this paragraph; there be spoilers ahead. Anyway, if Molly gets to the point where she really would have a better life if we let the cancer take her in it's own time, I hope that I can let it and let her have a happy {however long she has left} instead of taking my efforts to cure her so far that she has to resort to planning her own death. And I hope that the point at which that situation might become true is very clear so we don't have to dance around it forever with feelings of guilt.
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