A Special RIT Result
Nearly four years ago, in August of 2002, I relapsed for the second time during chemo treatment. I was scared. It seemed that nothing would rid my body of the disease that was trying its best to kill me. At the time, my grandchildren were 1-1/2 and 3 years old, and I was afraid I would never see them start kindergarten, much less have a chance to watch them grow up.
The oldest will begin second grade and the youngest will start kindergarten this school year. I've just spend a few glorious days with the little munchkins, spoiling them as rotten as any grandmother can! Having the chance to do that is one of the best results radioimmunotherapy gave to me.
With RIT, there is real hope to live and love and laugh after cancer, and every day, I am so grateful that it became available in the nick of time.
Betsy