This is for the ones that don't get it

I think I've held my tongue long enough.  I have to do this so you might want to buckle up, buckle in, and shut yer yap a moment. 

Someone had the AUDACITY to make my sister feel like she isn't doing a good enough job at being a mother.  I'm here to set the record straight, once and for all, that she is not only a good mother, she's an AMAZING mother and if you have something different to say about that, my sister Cindy and I are ready to take you on. 

I think someone has to have a pretty empty heart and a pretty lifeless soul to actually lead a person to believe that "they didn't ask enough questions at the doctor," OR "you can't believe what the doctors tell you until AFTER the surgery because they can't be sure," OR "you're going to feel really dumb if your child doesn't have cancer and you asked people to buy shirts and/or wrist bands." 

First off you miserable pieces of.......you know what I want to say.....my sister NOT ONLY asked the doctors the questions that were bothering her, BUT she asked ALL the questions that anybody else had, that couldn't be with her on those visits.  NOT ONLY did she come home with all the answers we needed, she took someone with her that WROTE DOWN what the doctor said.  Pretty amazing stuff, huh?  Pencil and paper and a witness.  Who woulda thunk it??

Second, we CAN believe what the doctors told her BECAUSE she saw not one, but TWO specialists that deal in cancer on a day-to-day basis.  These doctors have also been doing this for years.  They know what this stuff looks like, not us...not you. 

And third, if they find out that Jackie's masses are NOT cancer, that means TWO things.  First, HALLELUJAH and PRAISE GOD for He heard our prayers and our cries and beat the doctors to the punch, and second, not only will I wear my shirt but I will wear it with so much pride that I might just burst.  Cancer or not, I am on Jackie's team.

It's too bad the jerkwads that like to run their mouths can't get it.  Leave my sister alone if you have anything negative to say.  She has enough to deal with.  And yes.....if you screw with my sister, you have two more coming your way.  And it won't be pretty.  I just pray to God that you, your children or grandchildren ever have to go through this.  As much as I can't stand you right now, I never want you to go through this. 

Here are MY questions for you people that think you know more than you do: 

How many times did you take Jackie to a doctor's appointment?  Answer: 0

How many times did you call and say you'd like to spend time with Jackie and pick her up and actually do something with her? Answer: 0

How many times have you played "Pick Me" with Jackie?  Answer: 0

How many times have you played "Red Rover" with Jackie at the cemetery when she's visiting her loved ones?  Answer: 0

How many times have you laughed because Jackie wiped her spaghetti-sauce covered hands in your bitchy sister-in-law's long blonde hair?  That's right ZERO!!!

And I am going to end with this question.  WHY ON GOD'S GREEN EARTH WOULD YOU BE SO CONCERNED WITH THE "WHAT IF'S" WHEN ALL WE REALLY WANT IS FOR JACKIE NOT TO HAVE LYMPHOMA AT ALL???

Ok, rant over.  A year ago I would have dropped the F-Bomb about thirty times.  At least.  I'm learning self control. 

For those of you that bought shirts and/or wristbands, I want you to know that Jackie is going to be so proud to see you wearing them.  We can't thank you enough.  We truly can't.  Much love to each and every one of you.  Well.....except the naysayers.

I was going to close with the beginning-to-end story of how this whole Lymphoma thing came about with Jackie.   For those that hadn't read it.  It seems her mom deleted it to see if I could remember it.  Guess what sister, I can't.  There are too many paragraphs and a lot of long, confusing words. 

Let's just say, it started with a cough and here's where we ended up.  I will keep you posted!