A Miracle
A Miracle
Getting a call from my mother, crying
With sirens in the background
Being miles away from home and not being able to do a thing to help
Seven tumors forming on the brain and stage 4-lung cancer
The possibility of not surviving any longer than a month
Several days in the hospital
Not remembering who anyone was
Tears falling down her face when she heard us talking about the cancer.
Wanting to give up because she knew it was too bad
Chemo treatments, tons of pills, tons of therapy and doctor appointments
The tumors decreased 50%
Chemo decreased the lung cancer
Therapy is helping her get back on track
Giving up was not an option for her
My Nana is a fighter
God gave my family a miracle
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