Yesterday's news, the taking from kid's with cancer. Ugh.
The news article appeared at a moment when I was in the kitchen, and Gus had just arrived at my feet to ask for another snack.
Just to give some perspective on the situation this past week he has been recovering from a dose of vincristine and 5 days of steroids. These two combined make his body ache, increase his hunger, and make him shake a little. And just that morning, like every Tuesday morning for the next 115 weeks (2 years and 3 months) I had to hold him down while his port was accessed with a needle that he hates and his body was given chemo, bright yellow poison that will let him live, that will let me keep him.
(I don't tell you that for sympathy, because this is life, and we're doing it.. he's kicking ass, Dave's got my back, I've got his... y'all have carried us in love and support... we're good. This is just to put perspective on my mindset, and this post.) So here I am reading this article, when my bald headed four year old shows up, his little body shaking, and with a giant smile asking for one more snack before dinner.
I literally wanted to scream, not at Gus because he is all good things, with a dimpled smile, and fuzzy head... I wanted to scream at yet another piece of garbage on this morally bankrupt president.
To know that someone can take from something like this is absolutely disgusting... and if you don't think so then please do some soul searching. There aren't any excuses for this.. nothing that deems this okay, it's absolutely heinous.
And I'm sorry for the rant, but I've found these past few months that just honestly putting things out there has been a great deal of help for my head space. It helps with the anger that creeps in sometimes.. because between cancer and the news, I can get upset in this noggin of mine.
This here though, this deserves all the anger.... so please, please, be angry.
#gusoliverkickincancerstail #morethan4 #notmypresident