Sierra hated how sick the treatments made her, hated the fact that she had to watch her hair fall out in clumps. It was another thing she had been through before but would never be able to get use to, but if the treatments saved her then they would be worth it.
Serena spent a lot of the time at the hospital with her sister, praying for her, talking to her, encouraging her in anyway she could. Hoping that it was all helping Sierra in one way or another, and it was, having her twin sister there with her, her identical twin sister was a great help. Sierra could remember a time that people could barely tell them apart, but that was before the first rounds with cancer, and before she lost her legs to cancer.
Jamee, was constantly on Sierra's mind, and it was her, it was her and her sister and her faith that helped Sierra fight stronger, harder than she ever had to fight before, when she was so sick from the treatments that she could barely lift her head, she found the strength to fight when she thought of her family, and her loving savior.
I couldn't do this without you Lord, but with you I have a chance, at least I have a chance.
Sierra knew it was going to take a lot of will power and a whole lot of faith to beat cancer again, to beat it for a fourth time. She was sure it happened, but you often didn't hear about it, but maybe, maybe she would be one of those rare exceptions. One of those people who could fight the battle through and in the end come out victorious. Cancer was a battle too, for her it was a battle of the good over the bad, and she had to fight this invasion over the body. She only wished the treatments didn't make her so sick.
Sierra was young still, not yet thirty three and that was on her side as well, her age, she was young enough to fight, but no so young that the treatments would rob her of her childhood, she hated to see when kids got Cancer, she always thought about Kelly, the little girl she had befriended, she had wondered why Kelly had died and she had lived for a long time.
It was Kelly too who made her fight, the memory of a brave little girl who knew what Cancer was about, and was willing to fight it to the very end.
It was hard letting her go, hard letting this little girl go, and of course it had been so much harder for Jacqueline.
Sierra was wondering if she should let Jacqueline know she was sick again, in a way she wanted to, and in another way she was afraid to. She hated the thought of upsetting Jacqueline, but she knew Jacqueline would be upset if she wasn't told, so in the end she decided to call her.
" I thought this was over for you Sierra, I thought you had beat this monster."
" It's back." Sierra said, trying to choke back the tears.
" Honey, it's okay to cry, this is not easy I know."
" I didn't want to upset you."
" You would upset me more by not telling me, I am going to come to the hospital first thing tomorrow, in the meantime I will be praying for you, and calling everyone from the prayer group to pray for you."
" Thank you Jacqueline, that means the world to me. I know prayer is our best weapon."
To Be Continued