Where do I begin to tell you about Sissy?
I really don't have many memories
of her, I was 8 when she passed.
She had CF, Cystic Fibrosis for those that don't know what
CF stands for. I remember that she was sick alot and had a
huge supply of medications to take.
She had to have therapy everyday 3 times aday.
I remember my Grandma sitting and giving her the therapy.
We always called it pounding Sissy ~grin~.
Grandma would have to "pound" on Sissy's
back and both sides to help break
up the phlem
that stuck in her lungs. Grandma did this
faithfully everyday
and had arms the size of
a football player from it ~smile~.
All though my memories of my sister
are few and far between I know that she is
up in heaven smiling down on us.
I love her and always will.