Alex Hayes2 said:My mom's cancer... it didn't just spread from her lungs to her brain—it's moved into her bones and her liver too. 😢
The doctor is giving me pretty much zero time left—it’s looking like things are winding down fast.
I honestly can’t wrap my head around it. Just a few days before things really started taking a turn for the worse, he was right there with us—swimming, going for walks, just being himself. Now? He’s barely upright, clinging to whatever he can for support just to take a step, and he spends most of his time lying down. On top of all that, he’s lost even more weight. It’s just hard to process.
He’s still taking that black seed oil every single day. Honestly, I find myself constantly wondering if there's anything else—anything at all—I can buy him just to help him scrape together a little more strength. I’m terrified that once he finally settles in for good, that’ll be the end of it. As long as he can still manage to get up on his feet, though, he keeps telling me he’s going to stick around for a while longer—as long as possible, really.
Try to be there for him—really lean in and encourage him to move around as much as possible. I don’t know exactly what your doctors have told you, but my dad is dealing with similar stuff—metastases in his bones and liver (it’s small cell, so there isn't a primary tumor to speak of). By the time we actually found out what was going on with him, it had already spread quite a bit. One hospital here told us there wasn't any treatment left and that it was basically the end, but we pushed back, went to a major medical center in New York, and he was able to get chemotherapy there. He also had palliative radiation on his lumbar spine, which honestly put him through the wringer—he was stuck in bed for two straight months because the pain was just that bad. He dropped about 35 pounds, lost all his muscle mass, and it was tough to watch. But then, about three weeks after the radiation finished, the pain finally started to let up enough for him to actually sit up. At first, we had to practically lift him out of bed and hold him steady while he tried to take those first steps. Even though he was still hurting, he pushed himself to walk every single day as much as he could. He was using a 100 mg Fentanyl patch and taking morphine tablets whenever the pain became unbearable. Once he got more mobile, he actually stopped taking the pills—even though he was still in some discomfort—just because he didn't want to become dependent on them. It was a slow process, one day at a time, but through constant movement and exercise, he’s walking completely on his own now. He still keeps a cane nearby just for peace of mind, but within a week, he’ll be walking without it too. We’re slowly tapering down his patch dose, and the best part? He’s actually gaining weight again and eating normally.
The most important thing you can do right now is just be his rock and keep him moving—even if it’s just small stuff. My dad used to do leg and arm exercises right there in bed every single day, doing as much as he physically could. If the bone pain gets to be too much, his doctor will probably prescribe something for it, but just keep in mind that it usually takes about two to three weeks for the radiation to actually kick in and start bringing those pain levels down. Because of that gap, it’s vital that he stays as active as possible and keeps up his conditioning in the meantime. Honestly, you just have to stay positive for him. Despite how much this situation sucks, you’ve got to keep that energy up—it's really the only thing that keeps them going.