I know before reading this blog if you have a issue with me or my views..Please don't read. I posted on some personal views and kinda got like kicked for it. These are my views and feelings. Right now this is the only safe place for me because, I know a few of you have been though this and this is foreign territory for me. I am not doing this for sympathy but, for positive input and maybe just personal experiences.
When I blog here last time and deleted it because, it was trying NOT shut my day down and look at the positives in my life on 9-11...I was just told my husband was getting out of the Navy and we were losing our home and my mother kept on getting sick. Inside I had to focus on the small miracles in my life. On that same week though I found out my sister was having a baby....and for then I had a roof over my head and amazing children....
Now I am going though packing my house, trying to find a job, learning my daughter may not learn past the friggin' preschool from brain damage from when she was a baby when she almost died. So I know loss...
Three weeks ago my mom was in the hospital again with breathing problems and she went though some test and they found cancer cells in the fluid they drained from her lungs. Two weeks ago...we found out she had stage 4 "breast cancer". It's treatable and NOT cure able. I lost my father in 2002 of throat cancer. Both parents cancer was avoidable...They abused their bodies with alcohol and smoking. I saw my dad out of his mind with a friggin' tumor as big as a soft ball on the side of the neck and there was this smell....I thought it was an open wound smell..But, my mom smells the same way.
Does cancer smell?? or is it me??
I messed up a WHOLE bunch of times by calling a aunt without my moms consent, posting to friends on facebook (with my sister on there and my approach sucks sometimes), and calling her every morning and every hour after that asking if she was "o.K' to the point she would not take my calls.
Now we are moving in with her..and really I don't know if I can handle it. I can listen to her, hold her hand and give her her space..but, I always do something stupid to upset her..or not being able to help her when she needs it. I have BAD anxiety (to the point I never learned to drive past 5mph).
If anyone out here in ARKland has had experiences or can just tell me what to do..well just to listen I am asking...and if you have any resources for families and friends of cancer patients. I would Love the info. I found alot of stuff on people getting cured from cancer but, not stage 4 or how the families can prepare for it. I only lost my dad but, he was sick years before he died. Mom we only just found out.
You need to be a member of The Ark to add comments!
Join The Ark