So today is my mums birthday. She is 73 years old.
Today is also the day that I have an emergency meeting with her Oncology Team.
It’s the first time I will be fed any information since she had her diagnosis of lung cancer a couple of weeks ago.
I am not expecting good news as I know from the tests they have performed that it has metastasised further than we hoped and prayed for.
She has deteriorated a lot in the last few days.
I just want to run to the hills and not hear this,
I am not ready for this, not ready to lose my mum.
It has been just me and her for such a long time.
I feel like a vulnerable 5 years old and I want her to hold me and tell me it will be alright but she cannot because she is in too much pain and too tired and it isn’t
This is just how I feel, how must she be feeling? I cannot even imagine.
She is lucid enough to know what is going on but just not strong enough to kick this thing in the arse.
I am grateful for the time we had, grateful for the time we have left but the pain we both have is unbearable.
Sonia