I lost a friend this week to this disease; A beautiful, compassionate and intelligent woman that I shared many waiting room and infusion room hours with over the last two years. I will miss her terribly, especially on my treatment days. It will not be the same knowing she will not be there. Seeing her at our treatment visits gave me something to look forward to on those generally boring and yucky days. When you are brought together for relatively short periods of times at three week intervals, you bond quickly. Each time for me was like “How much friendship can I pack into these few hours?” We talked politics (she liberal, me conservative), God and faith, and global warming, among other things. Lisa battled for about 4 years I think. A little less than me now at 5 years. I was able to visit her a few times while she was in hospice, the last time to say goodbye just a couple of days before she passed. There was something surreal about the experience. A part of me was taking it all in in an effort to understand how my story may play out, too. Preparing. I’ve wanted to identify the differences between me and Lisa ….What sets us apart on this path that she battled and lost (so soon) and I am still here? I’d like to say there is a difference, that I’m younger, stronger, more determined, etc. but the truth is none of that is the case. I am doing well until I am not doing well, as was Lisa. The difference between Lisa’s end of story and my continuing story comes down to the flip of a coin, or God’s will, if you prefer.
Rest In Peace sweet friend. I will miss you.
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