This was drawn on a plane to see my father. I discovered that he found a hostipal that was willing to try to treat him for his cancer. I remember feeling so confused between helpless and hope. I did plan this drawing but I feel it captures the emotions I was dealing with on this flight. This began a jounery of driving hours every so many days to receive chemo, radiation, and BRAIN SURGERY!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Posted by Sir Lizard at 1:08 PM