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I'm really sorry. 😢
I really hope Mom gets to see those grandkids and that you get the chance to say a proper goodbye to her. You both truly deserve that much. I just hope the universe—or God, or whatever is out there—restores some kind of balance and gives you both that peace.
Hang in there.
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Rachel Williams said:After three and a half years of fighting, we’re finally approaching the end of the road. If this were "just" lung cancer, I honestly believe Mom would have had much more time, because those bastards haven't changed much since the start. But this summer, they diagnosed a wild breast cancer that has already metastasized everywhere—all while the doctors sat on their hands. We spent nearly a year begging them for a PET scan after her breast markers first started spiking, but they insisted nothing showed up on the mammogram. When we finally secured a referral to MD Anderson Cancer Center, the doctors there were absolutely floored that no one had sent her there sooner. Starting tomorrow, Mom is officially being admitted to the hospital, and we’re just waiting for the end. If I lived in America, I wouldn't even consider this situation, but living two states away while dealing with a high-risk pregnancy makes everything harder. The most I'll be able to do is call her or visit when I can. As for how I’m going to pull myself together mentally when this all hits the fan? Only God knows.
Both my mom and I have come to the same conclusion: the single most important thing is finding a high-quality primary care physician. My mother spent four years being bounced around from one dismissive doctor to another before anyone finally caught her lung cancer—which, by then, had already progressed to Stage IV. All they did was tell her the cough was just acid reflux, or claim that scarring on her lungs was from old tuberculosis (which she’s never even had, but apparently doctors know better than she does). When swollen lymph nodes started appearing in her neck, different doctors would call them anything from enlarged glands to just fatty deposits. Her GP refused to back down; she kept pushing for more tests because she knew her colleagues were missing something, and she was 100% right. For every brilliant doctor working in our hospitals, there's a criminal who isn't fit to treat a stuffed animal. As for the specialty clinic over in the city center? I wouldn't go there if my life depended on it. Between their "treatment" and their complete failure to diagnose my mother, they are the absolute final straw regarding their incompetence. That goes for the local community hospital too, though I wouldn't recommend them to anyone, and the same applies to MD Anderson Cancer Center.
I'm really sorry. 😢
I really hope Mom gets to see those grandkids and that you get the chance to say a proper goodbye to her. You both truly deserve that much. I just hope the universe—or God, or whatever is out there—restores some kind of balance and gives you both that peace.
Hang in there.
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