My best friend Julie's son, James has been diagnosed with a rare type of bone cancer and is going through chemo right now. I can not imagine what they must be going through during this time of grief and acceptance. I cry every time I talk to Julie. She is strong but the strain of her oldest son's sickness is evident in her voice no matter how much she tries to hide it. She said to me, "Sela, I feel like I've just aged 10 year older". The agony and pain of trying to be strong for him has to be overwhelming and unbearable, but, she finds comforts in praying and in fasting. Also, in friends and family visiting. It's times like these that I wish I can just get up and leave to be with her and James but money and work defeats wishing.
James is 19 years old. So young and strong. He tries so hard to be strong for his mom. After the first session of his Chemo, Julie said he hasn't eaten since Thursday and he is starting to loose his hair. He has also been throwing up. I don't know what to say because has James been my son, I would be a devastated mess. Julie had endured through cancer with Jame's dad Ben. Now she's going through it again with her son. Could I ever be as strong as Julie? I don't know but I know Julie is just trying to survive from day to day. Her heart is wrenching with love for her son and trying to remain positive.
The doctors have never revealed to her what stage of Cancer James is in. All she knows is that they are giving him the strongest dose of chemo and that the tumor is very aggressive in growth. Before they can remove the tumor they have to try to shrink it. It will be 9 weeks of chemo session and I pray to God James will survive this. Poor Julie, nothing anyone can say can help ease her pain nor her worries. She deserves a second chance with James and James deserves to live. Who am I to decide though? God has a purpose for everything and I told James this. We don't know how this is going to turn out but we have to remain hopeful and have faith that James will survive this.