This morning was my mom's fifth round of chemo out of eight. She's more than half way there and it's feeling more and more like she's in the home stretch. Her tests are showing that the chemo is doing exactly what it needs to do... God is good! 
I've been very blessed that I've been able to be at all of her treatments with her and I think, in a small way, that's where the therapy part of the chemo comes in... even though I'm not 'doing' anything while I'm there (ok, ok... maybe a couple of little sewing projects to pass the time), I'm still there with her. We visit. We dream our way through decorating magazines. We share a coffee, a muffin, and today, a devotion. And even if it's not therapy for her, it sure is for me.