Grandma's girls

My Grandma (my dads mom) is an amazing woman. 8 years ago she had breast cancer and had a single masectomy. She opted not to have chemotherapy because her lymph nodes came back clear and she didn't like the thought of chemo to begin with. About 1 1/2 years ago, when she had her regular 6 month bone scan, the Dr. saw some spots on her back. She has been taking oral chemo for about a year or so off and on. Last Wednesday she went back for a MRI and bone scan to see if there has been progress with the oral chemo. A year and a half ago when the Dr. suggested Chemo, Grandma was NOT having it. She had her mind made up that she was 84 years old and there was no point. Then, she decided oral chemo would be okay. Yesterday, she went back to the Dr. to get her results from the tests last week & the cancer has grown & spread. Evidently she didn't have to think about it much and told the Dr. that she wanted to try chemotherapy for 5 weeks.

My grandma is the person that I want to be when I "grow up." She will be the first to tell you that the road that she has been on has not been easy but while she is telling you that, she will laugh about the times that they had. She sees the positive in everything. She is a little old country lady that loves her way of life. She lives in downtown north little rock. What we like to call the "ghe-to." She will tell you that she lives in the ghe-to but there is always something going on down there. I've heard her say multiple times " I see more action out this front door every day than most people see in a lifetime." Simple life. She LOVES her kids and she LOVES her grandkids. She has 4 grandgirls, 2 great grandgirls, and 1 great grandboy. She treats us all like we are her favorite although everybody knows that I really am THE favorite. haha. Really, I am the only one that goes to see her every other week but she doesn't play favorites. I just love to go to her house and listen to her laugh and tel stories. It encourages me to be more up beat and enjoy life. One memory then i'll quit. When I was little and would throw a fit, grandma would get down in the floor right beside me and pretend to cry and throw her arms and kick her feet. I would just crack up and we would lay in the floor laughing. The little things is what I absolutely love. She still gets in the floor and plays with Jordyn at 85 years old. Grandma will start chemotherapy next week. Praying for comfort and healing. I love my Grandma.