Sorry I have not posted. So much has been going on. Dee is in a rehabilitation hospital but she is not responding very well to therapy. She has had to be brought back to the hospital for a blood transfusion. She is now too weak to go to chemotherapy treatments. I stayed with her on Friday and Saturday nights and she woke up around 2 AM on Saturday morning and called me to come to her bedside. She told me through tears that she knows she's going to die and told me to take care of Regina and Holly and to take care of myself. I tried to stay strong but ended up breaking down. She was a little better yesterday and ate a little. Now today she told me she is going to start refusing her meals. Basically she no longer wants to fight this cancer. She said she is too weak and tired of fighting. I'm so torn up inside. I guess there will be some hard decisions to make in the near future. I'm not ready to let her go. This is ripping me apart inside.