Reviewing my posts from chemotherapy days, I found this scripture posted. It was one of the scriptures that sustained my hope and courage during those dark days when illness reigned supreme and fatigue loomed eternal.
THE MEN IN MY LIFE: The Huerta Hombres!!
(The Bible in Basic English)
Let my cry come to you, O God; let your ears be open to my prayer. 2 From the end of the earth will I send up my cry to you, when my heart is overcome: take me to the rock which is over-high for me. 3 For you have been my secret place, and my high tower from those who made war on me. 4 I will make your tent my resting-place for ever: I will keep myself under the cover of your wings.
My family lightened my days with humor! They joined me in crazy headdresses.
When I looked like a cartoon dog with big loopy ears. The hat was to cover my bald pate. The "Ears" belonged to the ice pack tucked up under the hat to cool me down during those episodes of intense hot flashes due to the allergic reactions.Never mind that it was 10 below zero outside and about 65 in the house.
My hands and feet were also swollen and red. I couldn't open presents by myself so Bob helped me.
Brad's laughter bubbled out looking at the card I gave them -- and forgot to write anything!!! Not even my name or his!