aclarityofconscious:

in the waiting room now,
Among the sick and diseased,
A group I would have never felt so close to
Even six months ago.

Now waiting patiently, on hold so to speak,
Until the surgeon clears me.
Clears me for a continuation of chemo.

Poison, not enough to kill the body (hopefully),
But enough…

In his own words, as he calls the chemotherapy poison, and talks about our HOPE for the future. Together. ~ Janean

A Clarity of Conscious: Mixed emotions