Today was "All Nations Sunday" at church. So we basically had a potluck of all KINDS of delicious foods. That I couldn't eat. A number of people mentioned to me that I looked like I had lost weight... and several people even remarked on the fact that I hadn't eaten anything. I tried to dismiss is as "I'm already done", or not be in the room in the first place. But some people knew I hadn't eaten... oh well.
I did get to talk to Sister M***** a little bit, she told me about how the people at her pharmacy were amazed, because her insurance covers an incredibly rarely covered, rarely prescribed, expensive, and powerful anti-nausea medicine that she's getting... and she's going on lower doses of something else... although she's getting higher doses of the main chemo drugs, because it's doing something to help, apparently. I can only pray... God can do the miracles. But I'm inspired by her.
One day at a time. I can only pray that I'm making a difference...
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