After swallowing her anti-nausea pills, Mom sat at the edge of the bed, trying to keep the medication down.  The sunlight streamed in through the window and gently brightened her face.  Her black and gray speckled hair was beginning to grow out again, after 2 unsuccessful rounds of chemotherapy. 

What do you do, when medicine fails you?  What do you do, when toxic cancer medications no longer cease its malignant growth?

You wait … till the end.  And you wait in pain.   Continue reading →