My Mom had breast cancer and it took her from me in 1999.
I first realized it was the beginning of the end In April when the cancer came back (she’d had a bout with it in December of 1998) way to quickly. She managed to keep a stiff upper lip and to smile and joke through it all until the pain got to bad. I had a “date” with her that Thursday and she wasn’t home.. her car was, but she wasn’t. Eventually, I found out that she had been taken to the hospital in a nearby city. I arrived there to see her and talk with her doctor. He was very uncomfortable with her confusion and wanted to have a brain scan done.
Permission given.. my brother and I found out that the cancer had spread to her brain. It was everywhere like pepper!! And.. she was dying..
She gave me six weeks to learn to cope with l…