I've had a few things on my mind lately that have started to wear on me! As always, I am hoping that my blog will come to my rescue. A catharsis of sorts! In the last 2 years, blogging has helped me tide over quiet a few rough times. If I hadn't penned down the thoughts, anger, pain, frustrations that I was going through, I would probably have lost my sanity by now. Writing helped calm my nerves. Blog provided me a shoulder to cry on.
Ma has been in pain for some time now but she had kept it hidden from all of us. Dad coerced mom to see the doctor last week. It seemed serious enough when the doctors asked her to undergo innumerable tests, x-rays and scans but we were totally unprepared for what came next. Mom's reports showed a few black spots and the doc suggested that mom should go through a mammogram and biopsy. We braced ourselves and prayed and hoped for the best the entire weekend. Doctors confirmed our worst fears. Mom has breast cancer.
The prognosis: The cancer is in Stage III (which has a 49-56% survival rate). Mom has to have radiation treatments, everyday for the next seven weeks. Then, if the cancer is dead, no chemo and no more surgery. That's what we're all praying for.
I love my mom so much and to see her potentially having to face something like this disheartens me. However, she has such a positive attitude about it. When I asked her why she was so calm about it she said, "Well S, what is the point in worrying about something that is not in our hands." Mum hummed our favorite song, Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The future’s not ours to see. "I have lived a full life. I have two beautiful children who are both well settled now. I have absolutely no regrets in life." But mom what about dad? And us? We still need you. You are the rock in our lives. She smiled, “Everything will work out. I am not going anyone without a fight”. That’s my mom! Bravo!!
Mom did too much today around the house instead of resting like the doctor had advised. Tomorrow, I will force her to take it easy. She needs all her strength to fight this. And of course prayers! Please do keep my mom in your prayers. Thank you!
Dear friends, who no doubt mean well, have been forwarding all kinds of stuff about BC and survival. I don't WANT to read about breast cancer survivors and put my mom in that category. I don't WANT those stupid pink ribbons to have anything to do with my mom. I just WANT this cancer thingie to disappear. I want our lives to return back to normal.
Most of the times I don't think about it. Most of the time it's at the back of my mind. My brain refuses to process the fact that MY MOM HAS CANCER. I type it in all caps to try to make it sink in, but even that doesn't work. But sometimes, like tonight, when I remind myself again and again, "my mom has cancer, mom has breast cancer",
Ma has been in pain for some time now but she had kept it hidden from all of us. Dad coerced mom to see the doctor last week. It seemed serious enough when the doctors asked her to undergo innumerable tests, x-rays and scans but we were totally unprepared for what came next. Mom's reports showed a few black spots and the doc suggested that mom should go through a mammogram and biopsy. We braced ourselves and prayed and hoped for the best the entire weekend. Doctors confirmed our worst fears. Mom has breast cancer.
The prognosis: The cancer is in Stage III (which has a 49-56% survival rate). Mom has to have radiation treatments, everyday for the next seven weeks. Then, if the cancer is dead, no chemo and no more surgery. That's what we're all praying for.
I love my mom so much and to see her potentially having to face something like this disheartens me. However, she has such a positive attitude about it. When I asked her why she was so calm about it she said, "Well S, what is the point in worrying about something that is not in our hands." Mum hummed our favorite song, Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The future’s not ours to see. "I have lived a full life. I have two beautiful children who are both well settled now. I have absolutely no regrets in life." But mom what about dad? And us? We still need you. You are the rock in our lives. She smiled, “Everything will work out. I am not going anyone without a fight”. That’s my mom! Bravo!!
Mom did too much today around the house instead of resting like the doctor had advised. Tomorrow, I will force her to take it easy. She needs all her strength to fight this. And of course prayers! Please do keep my mom in your prayers. Thank you!
Dear friends, who no doubt mean well, have been forwarding all kinds of stuff about BC and survival. I don't WANT to read about breast cancer survivors and put my mom in that category. I don't WANT those stupid pink ribbons to have anything to do with my mom. I just WANT this cancer thingie to disappear. I want our lives to return back to normal.
Most of the times I don't think about it. Most of the time it's at the back of my mind. My brain refuses to process the fact that MY MOM HAS CANCER. I type it in all caps to try to make it sink in, but even that doesn't work. But sometimes, like tonight, when I remind myself again and again, "my mom has cancer, mom has breast cancer",
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I am really sorry to hear that. Both you and she will be in my thoughts/prayers.
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