I know this cancer is going to take her in the end, and I have never seen a person fight as hard. But when she goes, it won't be because the cancer "won." It never altered the core of who she is. Not one day. It is a thief, a charlatan. But a victor complete? No.
https://twitter.com/BBuchman_CNS/status/1358025034728681474
I see a lot of people on here tweet about their own cancer journey or that of a family or friend's. It is a uniquely horrifying experience but I somehow find comfort knowing this club is full of people who share the pain, the frustration, the fear, and the anger.
I think I will never not be angry about her getting sick. Its hard to communicate to people outside of this experience or unfamiliar with it, how very deep that pain flows.
So many of you with a kind message, a thoughtful word, a donation, all that -- you softened the blows.
So many of you with a kind message, a thoughtful word, a donation, all that -- you softened the blows.
My mom even up to now in the thickest morphine fog will still ask if I have eaten, how work is going, am I sleeping enough. Tells me sometimes to relax. Apologizes! to me! for being what she thinks is a burden.
She asks how I was able to get nurses. I told her.
She asks how I was able to get nurses. I told her.
She cries, closes her eyes, throws her head back slowly and in disbelief offers gratitude.
All of this I say to again offer hers and mine.
And also this: please, be easy with yourselves everyone. Life is meant for living. Enjoy it. Death waits for none of us. Savor the good.
All of this I say to again offer hers and mine.
And also this: please, be easy with yourselves everyone. Life is meant for living. Enjoy it. Death waits for none of us. Savor the good.
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