Meanwhile Bette was going through *****. every single night she stayed vigilnat by her Belovod’s side who was doing well
recovering from surgery. she could now talk slowly and low, and sit up. the doctors said she was in good condition in relation to the surgery, but
chemo was needed to eradicate any trace of cancer left. but now was not the time. however it was a great improvement to what she was before.
Before she could not open her mouth it was wired shut, and tears were constantly pouring because of the pain, Bette did not sleep two days straight after
seeing her like that and only when Shane drugged her coffee did she get nay rest. If it wasn’t for Shane Bette would be long gone wasted. the rest of the
gang made sure to stand by T’s side, to comfort Bette to help her in anyway. They stayed for a week before some had to go back but came whenever
they could. it was a shock to all of them….crying was common and painful. However Bette was older than she was thirteen years ago in body and
spirit…everyday was not spent in agony or tears….she knew that was no help. Instead she felt her pain pierce her heart but kept a positive outlook
for Tina…and tina appreciated that. She appreciated that Bette tried so hard not to be negative, it made her love that woman even more. Most days
were spent watching Tina sleep…in the evenings Bette massaged her limbs to help the muscles and read to her…and reported on Angelica…leaving out
the bad…which was angel’s general attitude. but one evening Angel had been crying on the phone professing apoologies and love…it made Bette’s heartstrings
taut and it made her day though, hearing her beloved daughter say “i love you”. She knew she was not the best parent, she loved angel too much to be consistent in
discipline. However Bette resolved to herslf when Tina recovered enough and done Bette was going to make it up to Angie. She was  going to make it up to her.

 one thing however that would stick to Bette was the constant sickness of a hospital. they were in the cancer ward…and everyday Bette saw
suffering and dying and sadness. little bald kids crying from the pain of chemo, the cancer patients who slept 22 hours a day exhausted from getting
radiation for the brain…and family members, the faithful and neglectful. the many patients who were alone and had no matter, just the clean white sterile
sickness of a hospital ward. people died, Bette heard code lbue code red code whatever calle don the intercom….the sound of medical talk buzzing
the halls. it was a great big huge reality slap to the face. Tina was no special case…***** worse than stuff she had happened, bette saw it heard it smelled it
and felt it. the cancer ward was so ***** common with suffering that Bette thanked God that Tina had ecperienced no setbacks yet. Cancer…..it was so
common it was shocking, and sad. but sustained Bette what made up for that was the resilience of spirit many patients medical staff and family members
had. the hospital clown that made Tina painfully smile and kids howl with laughter, the nurses who were not afraid to touch an old lonely sick person, sustaining
them. it was this that gave Bette hope and it was this that helped her to physically survive each minute.