A little over a year ago I asked for prayers for a friend of mine who had been diagnosed with a very advanced stage of esophageal cancer and a small spot on the pituitary gland too. She went through horrible treatments, she got radiation poisoning twice, she had allergic reactions, she hallucinated, all kinds of just awful things. My family helper her and husband by taking turns transporting her, she got mean and ugly several times and I had to flat out tell her that while I felt bad about her cancer there was no way I would accept the way she was treating us and if she wanted us to continue to help her she'd mind her manners. We've known each a long time, we used to share a horse trailer back in our rodeo days and put on thousands of miles together even though we were never the best of friends at all,,,,, more like friendly acquaintances,,, Less than six months ago she was told she was cancer free, her hair came back in so curly it looked like a perm,, she had board straight hair before. On Sunday she had a seizure, her husband called me and told me they had ordered a CT scan, he'd let me know what happened. He called yesterday and said they'd found something, they were going back up to the hospital to meet with the doctors. This morning he called at 7am to tell me she has 8 tumors in her brain. Without treatment she has less than three months. With treatment possibly a year. She started radiation today, she's going to fight it again. I don't know what I would do in her place,, my brain says enjoy those last few months without the barfing and horrors of the treatment, but my heart says fight like Hades and hang on to family. My own brush with cancer wasn't nearly as serious as hers, but it was scary and all I could think about was Steven and him growing up without me. She has one daughter who is in her early 20s and has a step child that she treats as her own. Due to her behavior in the past my friend does not have many people who are willing to help her, she's just not a nice person at all most of the time. My family and I have already discussed it and we will help out as much as we can again but it worries me, my dad gets stressed out so easily right now, and I can't help during the day at all with transporting her. They are talking about keeping her in the hospital for the first 2 weeks to see how she does this time. I know that would be best for her and us too,, but I also how lonely it is to be in the hospital for so long. I guess I'd like everyone to please keep all of us in your prayers,, for healing, for patience, for tolerance, it's going to be a rough road I think, and my gut feeling is that this treatment isn't going to do much.