In January 2008 I posted about Sarai's fight against cancer. (Please read it if you want the full story)
As life has it, Sarai had a bone marrow transplant from her brother, who was a perfect match, and there were high hopes of remission. She went back into a semi-normal life for a very short time. A few months. At one of her blood tests check-ups the doctors were surprised at how quickly the cancer had returned.
As they decided to go for a second transplant, her brother's blood was 100% in her veins, and they had the same DNA. Weird to think that. In fact someone told me they had to report this to the police just in case Sarai ever decided to go kill someone, her brother wouldn't be to blame; or vice-verse.
Doctors were having high expectations and her family was brimming with hope. I got an email last night that Sarai's cancer had returned, aggressively this time, and no much hope was the prognosis. All they would do now is chemo to keep her home for as long as the Lord decides.
Sarai is 23 years old.
Stories like these bring some perspective in my own life, and the silly things I may concern myself with. I can hardly imagine the pain they are going through. My prayers are with them, and needless to say I am quite sad at the bad news.
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