Too Weak For Chemo

Today my mom was supposed to start the "red devil" chemo regiment.  Unfortunately, she was too weak.  It is hard to watch her get weaker by the day.  Dr. Ben Jacob's wasn't sure how her body would react to the new drug so they are waiting for her vitals to improve and her strength to increase.  It is hard knowing that the one thing that may zap this cancer is the one thing that her body can't handle at this time.  She needs this drug to get better, and yet she can't have it.  She is back on her oxygen, not at the level it was originally, but still needs to be back on.  If she is strong enough on Friday, they are going to do a blood transfusion because she is anemic.  She is also a little incoherent.  Not sure what the next few days hold.  Quite a few tears shed today.  When my 5 year old, Justus, asked why I was crying, I told him that my heart hurt because Grandma was sick.  He looked at me without missing a beat and said, "she'll get better."  For now I might need to rely on the pure faith of a sweet, innocent 5 year old.  Not giving up hope, just praying for our miracle.