April 2, 2012

rest of the story

     Sharply dressed, standing erect, he strode quickly and purposefully with his IV pole in tow.  I leaned over to my mom and whispered, "you can always tell the people who haven't started the chemo or stem cell transplant yet."
    The woman was energetic, chatty and quite amicable.  Out of town, boredom was her biggest enemy at that point as she waited to start her process.  I saw her about a week later at the exercise class.  She had trouble walking and the cheerful demeanor was absent.  The chemo had started.
    I wish I could go back and know how these people fared.  Did they return to their pre-SCT transplant state?  Did they regain the spring in their step?  Did they at least make it home?

1 comment:

John said...

I like this story very muchOther