gentlenomad43 said:I find myself coming back to this thread quite often—I’ll start typing, then just freeze because my head is such a mess. I honestly don't even know what to say or what to ask you all... I've been digging through the internet for days on end, searching until my eyes actually ache. It’s left me feeling this intense pressure in my head and ears, just pure anger and frustration... I often find myself breaking down in tears in the middle of the grocery store...
My mother has been fighting Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma for 13 years now. Her current diagnosis is NHL DLBCL, transformed from follicular
She has external nodes in her groin and abdomen that have become infected—today she asked the doctor to have them cleaned, and they told her they’d work on it until 1:00 PM, wherever she had been treated before.
The NHL node itself is refractory, since she’s already gone through two different types of chemo that didn't touch it; after that, she was given Endoxan, which managed to stop the nodes from spreading further. Today's results show disease progression, so they are increasing her Dexamethasone to two 4mg tablets as chronic therapy, and she's also taking Sevredol for the severe pain. There will be a consultation next week to decide on a new line of therapy—something called "mono gem"—I can't for the life of me find out what that abbreviation stands for online.
The doctors aren't giving me much more than that. I even asked if Mom is moving into palliative chemo, but they wouldn't give me a straight answer. I feel completely lost and, frankly, I'm losing my mind. I asked them point-blank if they've given up on her—they just said their mission as physicians is to never stop fighting.🙂
Based on your own experiences, does anyone know what we should be doing right now?
Is this really the end?
Aside from all this, Mom is doing okay, though the mental toll of it all has been heavy on her. She still tries to live her life—she walks, she cooks for herself, she joins us for coffee, she laughs—she doesn't look like someone who is at the very end of her journey to me.
I've read that when people are near the end, things tend to decline—they sleep more, they lose their appetite—but Mom is still eating well; yesterday, she was actually enjoying some ice cream.😁
She has no idea that I cry every single night, or that I have these nightmares where I see her suffering. The hardest part is the pain in her leg and those sores; every time she sees them, it just knocks the wind out of her.
I've seen people mention Paw Paw here, and I've been thinking about ordering some for her.
All I can say is that I am so incredibly sorry, and I'd suggest sticking with this forum too—cancer isn't the end of the world. :-)