Either let God handle it or tell him he can't
April 25, 2012....one year ago yesterday was the first day I broke down in tears. I recorded it in my journal. This was the day I was told I couldn't be in the first clinical study they offered me. I didn't qualify. Isn't it amazing how these doctors play with our lives, like it was some kind of race or game... "You don't qualify." "You didn't make the cut." "You didn't make the team". "Come back another time, maybe we will have something then." "I'm sorry we have nothing else to offer you." "Your diet doesn't matter. Eat whatever you want." Why do people keep taking chemo when it clearly is not working? I'm guilty. They had me believing it was holding the cancer at bay. Twice when the tumors showed small growth, I did finally say, "ok, well that isn't working, so we need to try something else." I can't tell anyone NOT to take chemo. That is an individual...