
As we start this new life-sustaining treatment today, I can’t help but feel ‘gloomy, just as the image above. Knowing what’s involved, especially as the week progresses when I literally have to pull Kim out of bed, get him dressed, fed, and into the car when he refuses to do so, is extremely dreadful, stressful, and exhausting. Everyday, he cannot remember why he needs to go to the hospital and refuses to cooperate. And it is so sad and upsetting to see him get drastically weaker every day he’s treated. I pray to for my continued strength and patience.
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