Now the truth is, we are super lucky. A lot of people don't live for 9 years after being diagnosed with cancer. The cancer just gets them and takes over their bodies and that is it. Mom is blessed. We all are. Every single time the doctors have been able to go in and cut the cancer out. She has had a little chemo and a few doses of the pinpoint radiation, but none of that has been as bad as what many people go through. Again, we know how blessed that makes her.
It is just...it won't go away. The doctor we spoke to today referred to it as a "Whack a Mole" treatment plan. The cancer pops up, they cut it out, life goes on. The cancer pops up, they cut it out....etc. etc.Blessed we absolutely are - but it is exhausting. I hate whack-a-mole. I have no idea how my Mom does it. She has stayed such a positive, giving, loving, faithful and graceful person through all of this. All I have to do is visit her in the hospital and yet I have definitely not handled the past 9 even close to as well as she has.
So the mole is back. On Tuesday we will whack at it again. She will have her second brain surgery to find out if the swelling that have found is in fact more cancer or simply scar tissue from her previous surgery. Either way there is a mass in her brain that has to be removed. My mom continues to amaze me and I continue to try my best to suck it up - all the anger and frustration and exhaustion - to try to be there for her. I will try not to stress eat myself into a heart attack; and continue to be so grateful for every single time we have beat this thing and for every single moment we have together.
I think we are all tired of the game though.
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I don't have any wise or wonderful words or thoughts to write just -That's Crap! that's simply not fair! She's had more than her share and enough is enough! Even though we don't see Mike and Debbie hardly ever anymore we cherish their friendship and love you all dearly.
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