Her name is Helen

Yesterday while in the chemo room, across from Willard and me sat a lady in her late 20s or early 30s. Willard started talking to her and found out that she was from Wilmington. I thought to myself that was twice to drive Willard and I have. She was a very cute little lady, flaming red hair, cut short, and you could tell she had natural curly hair. And of course she had freckles all over her face that made her look more childish than she really was. Her mother who seemed to be in her 50s, sat quietly with her.


During the back-and-forth conversation I found out that she had cancer in all of her female organs plus her lymph nodes. She was having chemo and radiation at the same time. Chemo is rough, radiation is rough, so I could not imagine what she must be going through and how she must feel. She was telling me that the radiation was causing her a lot of intestinal troubles, and that each time she used the bathroom she wanted to scream. I can understand exactly what she was talking about because I have too went through that agony my first radiation treatments. I felt so very sorry for her, I almost wanted to cry.

I guess it takes going through the same thing to have that really deep heart felt empathy for another. I mean you can have empathy for someone even if you don't understand their situation. But when you know the real agony that they're going through, then I do think you have a deeper, heart felt empathy for them.

People that have never gone through cancer or any other of the many diseases and disabilities, really don't know what these people go through. It's not talked about, because it's too embarrassing to mention.
My heart truly goes out to this young lady. We all know that the rest of her life will not be easy. I just pray that she does not have any permanent damage to her intestines and bladder as I did.

The Lord led me to take her hand and say prayer for her before I left the chemo room.

I ask all my Facebook family and to anyone else who may read this blog, please say a prayer for this young lady. Her name is Helen.

Until next time, Willard and I both wish you health and happiness, may God bless and God save.

Ps 103:2

Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:

Ps 103:3

Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases;

Ps 103:4

Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;