Christine’s sister Anita, better known as Neen to her family, arrived today from Louisiana. This is from her:
“I haven’t taken a real deep breath since Thursday night. I haven’t taken one of those soul deep breaths. I landed in Calgary this afternoon, and had to go to my parents’ home from the airport so I could shower and make sure I wasn’t taking any of the airport/plane/Louisiana germs with me to the hospital.
All of our choices are now put through a brand new Leukemia filter; a new way of thinking and evaluating and deciding.
There are two distinct kinds of tired a person can feel: We can be tired because we need sleep and we can be tired because we need peace. I was the second one. I didn’t have peace; I had anger and I was broken. Praying was difficult and singing in the choir on Sunday was excruciating.
Jasmine was buried under soft blankets, asleep, when I arrived. Christine and I visited while she slept. Every time I heard a rustle from her bed I would stand up to see if she opened her eyes. Finally she opened her eyes and saw me.
She smiled and said, “Hi… I love you!” and fell back asleep… deep breath… peace.”
“The Spirit of God has made me; the breath of the Almighty gives me life.” Job 33:4
Jasmine had a good day today. She was eating and drinking and didn’t complain of nausea once until her new chemo drugs kicked in around 4pm (They gave her four chemo drugs today.) This was a huge answer to prayer as yesterday she barely ate due to being so sick.
“To you, my strength, I sing praises, because God is my stronghold – my faithful God.” Psalms 59:17
Jas was also fitted for a wig today! When her head was shaved at her birthday party on Sunday night, her hair was kept to be sent off and made into a wig. Christine said it was stressful for her to make sure Jasmine’s head was measured with near perfect accuracy.
Stay tuned for a birthday party post with head shaving details. It will be posted on Jasmine’s birthday on Saturday!
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Jasmine, although we’ve had limited contact due to the miles (or kilometers) between us, I want you to know that you’re on my mind almost every hour. I’ve got prayers to support your fight from friends/family back home in Texas and right here in Iowa! You are most certainly not alone in this journey! Like your father has said “she will beat this” I have no doubt that you shall indeed succeed!
-Your cousin, Seth Adams