Charmaine's cancer has progressed to her left femur. The only treatment for this seems to be a very strong dose of chemo which has only a few days ago took the life of a little boy almost parallel in terms of diagnosis and treatment to Charmaine.
Cyn is devastated and has been crying.
I dunno what to say.
Earlier in the afternoon, I just told cyn to keep us updated on the results of the report. There was no sms; no news. No news meant good news I presumed.
There I was enjoying my off day buying presents for my students from the graduating classes and for children's day, meeting my frenz for dinner in town and enjoying my close neighbour's company while chatting and savouring mooncakes under her pavilion thereafter. All this while, I thought that everything's gonna be ok.
"If you realized how powerful your thoughts are, you would never think a negative thought."
— Peace Pilgrim
Why is it that it's not working as well now?
I really believe in positive thinking and power of the mind. That's how I keep myself happy. That's how people think I'm always positive and happy even when I'm bleeding inside.
I read and learnt of so many true accounts on how positive thinking could even result in miracles such as curing cancer. But when the mind is so drained, can one even think positive thoughts? No matter what, you have to.
I'm so tired. It's rare for an insomniac to say that at this time. But I'm tired and I'm gonna sleep and it'll be a bright and cheery day when I wake up and I'm sure it would work.
And I'll always be there for you.
All of us will.
Hang in there.