So it's another hot day in Fresno, California. I am here in my home trying to stay out of the heat. I have memories of three years ago in August. I was in the hospital in Ventura, California and at my beloved Jeannette's bedside. She wanted to hold my hand. I bent over to kiss her gently on her forehead. She said to me, "Ma, I am so scared cause I have a feeling I will never be home again." At that moment in time I reassured her that she would return home and to her babies. She loved her LoLo and her Mathew and Shane and Conner. That's all she talked about to me. Jeannette was determined to win the battle with breast cancer. She valued and appreciated all that her doctors were doing for her. In the end they were a great disappointment to me. The coarse of treatment was unjustified. They bombarded her with heavy doses of radiation that burned her skin and made her so miserable with pain. They gave her chemotherapy in high doses and kept her on pain medications that never seemed to take the excruciating pain away. They made false promises. I know. I witnessed it. I was there in the doctor's office when she told Jeannette that she would float her to heaven and that she would not suffer or be in pain. That did not happen. Her demon husband had her sedated and proceeded to count the seconds until her death so he could go on about his devious ways and continue his illicit affair with some skank. I know that he and all others will pay one day.
My beloved Jeannette is gone now. Gone from my arms and her children whom she loved so much.
She will never be forgotten. No NOt NEVER!!!
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