Goo is my hero. Second chemo treatment today, and she’s already totally off pain meds. She’s eating, playing, coloring, fighting with her sisters, praying, and being silly. Best. Kid. Ever. She’s kicking butt.
I’m the one taking names. Literally. I almost got someone fired. I’ll leave you wondering on that one, because I will reveal the details in my upcoming post about what not to say to a cancer parent. Here’s to having my sense of humor back! And to wine. That helps.
Go Goo!!
enjoying your blog! hope goo feels better..rock on goo!
Just started following and love your blog! I will praying for you guys!
Yaaay for Goo!!! – booo for the wmc – or wms as the case may be
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So happy to read your humor again. You need it. It’s OK to have it. Embrace it. There will be days now and forever where it will be the thing that gets you through. With a glass of wine, of course;) Praying fervently. Both my boys asked about “Goo” today since we’ve been praying. So cute. It will be such a blessing to give them this news over breakfast tomorrow.
Vicky
Awesome God we have!!!!!!!