Flood, famine, what's next, bugs?

First of all, this is Megan, blogging for my mom today. Today started out bright and somewhat cheery, even though it was storming outside. Mom got up and put a fresh coat of makeup on with her new hair. Her hair looks EXACTLY the same as her old hair, maybe even better! She said that she likes it and it's comfortable too! The day continued with another bone marrow biopsy in the afternoon. She said this was probably one of the most painful ones that she has ever had. I told her, let's hope that means it will be the best results that she ever had with one. We will know the results on Thursday, probably in the afternoon. Please pray for no blasts in the blood, which means that the treatment has worked. If it worked, then she will go towards the transplant. This was another source of good news today. The donor has been matched perfectly to mom and has completed all of the blood work. So if everything goes as planned, she will have the transplant in early June. She was fever free until this evening, when it spiked again. They continue to say all of this is perfectly normal.
Today many people have crossed our paths. In the face of dying, each of them was positive. One mother was there with her son, who was 19 and had leukemia. She told us about how they had been there since December 14 and came to tears as she told me that she would pray for my mom. When Matt and I left the parking garage today, another mother payed for our parking. She even waited on us and even paid for our next park. Another woman was a patient there, just like mom. She was going through similar treatments. She came to talk to mom and all of us in the waiting room. She kept telling my mom that she would get better, that she would sleep well tonight because God would hear her prayers for my mom. This woman, on her 7 th round of chemo, stood there, bald head and all telling mom, she would be fine. Wow, people are so good! This brings me to the title of the post. This same woman told mom that she had been through a flood(Her first room was flooded with a plumbing problem. So she had to move.), famine(The chemo has caused everything to taste like tar. So she hasn't been eating.), and then she said, what's next for you, bugs? With a huge laugh, she said, you can handle them, hahaha. As irony would be, shortly after this conversation, all the patients were put in the inner hallways, as a tornado warning was issued for the city. This all turned out fine, no tornado, and mom was back in her room shortly after.
She's right, mom can handle anything.