Worry

Tomorrow night my wife and I have a meeting where we find out whether the doctors think it's worthwhile to continue to fight my wife's leukemia, or if it's better to just let her go home from the hospital and slowly die in a more comfortable surrounding.

We'd thought we'd beat it. She had a bone marrow transplant last March (from her brother), and up until the end of July, all the tests showed that she was clean. And then she wasn't clean, and had to go back into the hospital, where she missed her daughter's birthday and just enjoyed her own birthday in the hospital. Things didn't look good with her last biopsy, so they're doing another one today.

I worry.