I couldn't go with her as I have my final Chemo treatment Monday and we were afraid the exposure to the sick children could affect me and my compromised immune system.  My sister went and stayed with Noah and my daughter.

 When your children or grandchildren are sick your whole world stands still.  I brought out my rosary and I prayed.  I kept asking God to bring light and strength to my family.  There is so much we have to endure in todays world, I wonder how we sometimes continue to be so strong.  Of course I know my answer is God.  Noah is alright.  They think he has a virus and sent him home after being thorough with their testing.

 As grandparents we have to be there for our family.  I can't wait until Monday so I can resume my normal life again.  This has been a long and hard six months.  Time lost, we'll never regain. I've learned so much and I'm grateful my side effects have been minimal.  Although I have no eyebrows and no hair...and as mentioned no bad hair days..this I don't mind...

  I'll keep you posted about Noah...my precious youngest grandson.  Wishing you and your family the best.

Dorothy from grammology

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