Yesterday Mom was scheduled to receive her usual chemo, but this time when they did her pre-bloodwork, her white cell count was too low.  They are going to re-test on Thursday and hopefully she will be strong enough to get it then.  Mom is as fiesty as ever – when I talked to her she was campaigning to have her blood tested every day, just in case her count went up sooner! 🙂  This is what we love about her: not even terminal cancer can get her down.  She will fight to kick its a$$ until the very end.

The other thing I hate about this day is that Mom hasn’t commented on a few pics I’ve texted her (sunny beach, pretty flowers, things to make her smile)…and it has nothing to do with the pictures.  I asked her if she was getting them, and she hesitated before she said yes.  You see, she is getting them…she just can’t see them. That killed me.  She hasn’t had vision in her left eye for quite a while now, but I was entirely unprepared for this.  The chemo makes her right eye “run” constantly, so her vision is always blurry, like an eye full of tears.  She had kept it a secret from us as long as she could, knowing it would be upsetting.  Couldn’t God have let her keep her EYESIGHT, for crying out loud???  Life is so unfair at times.

Again, thank you for all the prayers!