I know you've heard the story about when I went to chemo for the first time that if I hadn't had my friends with me I don't think I would have made it. No one talked to me except the nurse and the room was full of people. I decided right then and there that as long as I was going to that room that no one would experience that feeling. They were feeling bad enough, they didn't have to feel alone too. Our friend Skeeter went for his first treatment on Monday. I knew that his wife would be with him but I really wanted to be there to support him. Being my "crafty self" I made a sign that said "Skeeter is going to kick cancer's butt" with a kicking donkey on it. Off I went on Monday and got there before he started. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry and I think we did a little of both. This is Tiffany giving Skeeter his first stick. I told him I had "magic cream" out in the car if he needed it. He said he thought he could handle it. The treatment that day would last six and one half hours. He started at 8:40 AM. [I found out later that the last drop went through at 4:15 PM]. A very long day for them!! This was shortly after the Benadryl bag got started. I guess Skeeter will be a "sleeper" instead of going hyper like me. He got quiet. I hope he gets to rest. Deb was filling out papers because somehow theirs had gotten lost. She came to the line that said "referring physician" and she wrote down "Barbara Herring"! I had almost insisted that Skeeter use Dr. Jack. They are glad to be in a clinic that cares so much for their patients. This picture also shows how much they believe that Skeeter is going to do well with his treatment. God is in control of this situation and is guiding Dr. Jack to do his best for Skeeter. Please pray for this family as they go through the months ahead. God bless you Skeeter; we love you! You too, Deb!!
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