there is a feeling one has when they are told their life will end. sitting there kn the floor with Josh as ibfelt him slipping away. the kids were scared and crying and he was starting to black out. I was able to bring him back from the depths of his mind. it's how I first learned that I didn't have much time left. I was going to fight it. I had to for my kids. for josh. there are a million different emotions that ran through my mind.
I still couldn't even tell you how I made it through the next couple of days. here we were sitting in the doctors office going g over the chemo schedule and talking about what to expect from here on out. " so we are hoping we can give you one to maybe two years left with your family. the type of cancer is not curable. do you have any questions?"
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