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So, my theory is she knew something was going on with her breast much longer than she let on.
For starters, during those last two years, she refused to go anywhere near the beach, even though she used to spend at least a month there every single year.
Beyond that, I remember her mentioning pain in her right arm well before any swelling or visible changes appeared... but of course, she just brushed it off as work stress or exhaustion.
Basically, my take is that she’s been aware of *some* kind of issue for a long time—maybe four or five years, maybe even more.
But hey, she chose to do absolutely nothing about it.
I think that’s actually the worst part of this whole mess. She demands 110% care and attention that only I can provide, yet on the flip side, she’s fully aware of the situation. She's cognitively sharp enough regarding herself and everyone else that you can't honestly claim she didn't know what she was doing.
As far as I'm concerned, it's passive suicide.
Some people jump in front of a train, some leap from bridges, some overdose, or pull a trigger.
My mother decided to commit suicide via breast cancer.
How much do you have to hate yourself—and everyone else—to do this to yourself (and to me and Dad, since we're both suffering through this nightmare right now)? It's unbelievable.
I always knew my parents were a bit crazy, but this level... wow...
Lymphatic drainage isn't even an option because the tumor is too large; there's simply no lymph flow left to drain.
And they can't even perform surgery because the mass is too big and her body is in too poor of a state to handle it. Plus, since so much has broken through the surface, there isn't even enough healthy skin left to close the wound if they were to cut anything out.
For starters, during those last two years, she refused to go anywhere near the beach, even though she used to spend at least a month there every single year.
Beyond that, I remember her mentioning pain in her right arm well before any swelling or visible changes appeared... but of course, she just brushed it off as work stress or exhaustion.
Basically, my take is that she’s been aware of *some* kind of issue for a long time—maybe four or five years, maybe even more.
But hey, she chose to do absolutely nothing about it.
I think that’s actually the worst part of this whole mess. She demands 110% care and attention that only I can provide, yet on the flip side, she’s fully aware of the situation. She's cognitively sharp enough regarding herself and everyone else that you can't honestly claim she didn't know what she was doing.
As far as I'm concerned, it's passive suicide.
Some people jump in front of a train, some leap from bridges, some overdose, or pull a trigger.
My mother decided to commit suicide via breast cancer.
How much do you have to hate yourself—and everyone else—to do this to yourself (and to me and Dad, since we're both suffering through this nightmare right now)? It's unbelievable.
I always knew my parents were a bit crazy, but this level... wow...
Lymphatic drainage isn't even an option because the tumor is too large; there's simply no lymph flow left to drain.
And they can't even perform surgery because the mass is too big and her body is in too poor of a state to handle it. Plus, since so much has broken through the surface, there isn't even enough healthy skin left to close the wound if they were to cut anything out.