Double whammy yesterday. First, my cat died. About 15 minutes after I found that out, I found out some other bad news. I decided to deal with one at a time.
My aunt was diagnosed with Stage II Multiple Myeloma, a cancer of the plasma cells. It cannot be cured, but can be managed. It's going to involve chemo, radiation and potentially a bone marrow transplant. The family has been thrown into a bit of a frenzy, naturally.
I read about Myeloma on-line last night and I shouldn't have. Knowing what my aunt is up against was heart-breaking. However, she is an amazingly resilient woman who has faced a multitude of life's challenges. She remains one of the sweetest, loving and happy women I've ever met. She has the most infectious laugh and I smile in anticipation of hearing it.
I don't see her often enough. I was really looking forward to seeing her at my wedding. This bullshit disease may throw a wrench in all of that since she's about to enter The World of Cancer. I hope that she'll be well enough to make it. I pray that she manages this disease with as much grace from God as He's willing to bestow on her. I am pissed at God for heaping this upon her already burden shoulders, but that's between me and God. He and I will have to work that out later when I'm not so angry at Him.
My wish is for my aunt to pass through this time in her life with as little pain as possible and as quickly as possible. I wish for her not to worry about everyone else and to take care of herself. I hopes she knows how much we all love and cherish her.