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Just wanted to give an update for anyone following our journey: Mom is heading into surgery tomorrow. It all started this past Sunday when she had a nasty fall in the bathroom—hit her head against the tub and ended up breaking her arm. Thank God the head injury wasn't anything serious, but the break itself is pretty gruesome. To make matters worse, it’s her left arm, which is where she's been dealing with that lymph node issue, and that arm has been incredibly swollen for about eight years now.
I’d be so grateful if anyone reading this could keep her in your thoughts and pray that she pulls through safely...
Honestly, I’m terrified that we might be facing the moment where we have to say goodbye to her...
Her name is Ana
Please, if you can, just send some prayers her way 😢😢😢😢😢🙂🙂
Honestly, reading through everyone's posts here just makes me want to break down and cry...
My mother has been battling illness for as long as I can remember.
Back in 1998, she had a tumor in her right breast and went through surgery; at first glance, everything seemed fine, almost perfect, you know? But then, almost immediately, the dominoes started falling—she developed diabetes, high blood pressure, osteoporosis, arthritis, atherosclerosis... it was just one thing after another.
Then came 2005, when she underwent surgery for cancer in her left breast, and it was a miracle she even made it out of that operating room alive.
She actually flatlined three separate times on the table; they had to resuscitate her over and over again.
But somehow, against all odds, she pulled through that too.
Just when we thought the worst was behind us, it turns out the real nightmare was only just beginning...
Following that, she was hit with soft tissue sarcoma, bone cancer, and cancer in her liver, gallbladder, lungs, and more.
She’s been fighting this uphill battle for four years now.
Her spinal vertebrae are practically eaten away! She doesn't even have two or three full vertebrae left.
The doctors are completely baffled by how her body functions, yet they won't even provide her with a wheelchair to help conserve what little energy she has left in this life...
Every single physician tells us she is a phenomenon—that nobody should have survived a condition this severe—but they still have no solutions for her state.
And she isn't even an elderly woman; she was born in '58.
What else am I even supposed to say?
For instance, she was scheduled for chemotherapy today, but her platelet count is sitting at 62, when it really needs to be at least 100; last week was the same story—she was set for chemo, but her platelets were only at 80.
It feels like there is no improvement, only a steady, downward slide.
Am I losing my mother?
Do I just have to accept that the end is near? 🤷 🙂🙂🙂
Please forgive the rambling, long-winded post, but I simply don't know how to help her...
I sit there watching her die in agony; she would scream if she could, but she refuses to because she doesn't want us children to suffer.
Even now, she's trying to act tough, can you believe that? 😲
It's enough to drive a person insane, truly. 🙂🙂