That was 16 months ago, and she has fought so very hard, all while working full time, to try and put this behind her. I feel like she has gone through so much more than most cancer patients (and sadly, I am probably wrong about that), so many ups and downs, months and months suffering on chemo that never worked, doctor error (and then some), but SHE IS STILL HERE. And the only reason that woman is here is because of her gritting her way through HELL. I have seen this woman sicker than I ever thought a person could be and live to tell about it. And to have to watch her in such agony is definitely the hardest thing I have ever had to do.
I will give more details later but we are currently in Salt Lake working on getting her a bone marrow transplant. The last seven days have pushed me to my limits of what I can handle as far as watching her suffer; I will never know what it is like to be her shoes, though. What I would give to be able to take it from her.
I've noticed there have been many times throughout this that I have been impressed to write, just write it out. The roller coaster, the miracles, the fasts, the love, and also the agony. It needs to be documented just what this woman went through to watch her grandbaby grow.
Here I go. This is for boss.

