Life sends plenty of hard knocks your way, and under ordinary circumstances, you get up, dust yourself off, and keep moving along.
But how do you handle life when it sends a sucker punch to your gut?
About three weeks ago my family and I were the unfortunate recipients of said sucker punch.
It was quick, sharp, unbearable and the lingering pain left us in total dismay. In fact, if I’m being completely honest I don’t think that we’re entirely over the shock.
Three weeks ago my mother was admitted to the hospital over an unfortunate bout of rectal bleeding. At first the docs were hopeful that it would be nothing more than hemorrhoids. But when test results and bloodwork came back, it all pointed to more testing including a colonoscopy. After additional testing was done they discovered a tumor around the rectum as well as a mass in a lymphnode. At which point they diagnosed her to be in stage three anal cancer.
However; with this particular kind of cancer, the survival rate in advanced stages are high. With hers its 70 to 80 percent, which is amazing. My family and I are so grateful for that, and it’s one thing that’s keeping all of us in positive spirits.
On the flip side of the coin she has to undergo 6 weeks of chemo and radiation therapy. Both five days a week, Monday through Friday.
What scares me, is that she has a weakened immune system and because of where they have to administer the radiation treatments, she’s at an increased risk of infection. Not to mention the number that the chemo treatments are going to be doing.
I’m just scared, nervous and over all freaked, because she’s got such a difficult 6 weeks coming up. And I’ve got to be positive for her, which I’ve been and will continue to be.
But at night when my mind won’t quit racing, is when the nerves and the worries set in.
With the, how are we going to get her through this?
Can we keep her from winding up in the hospital?
Will we be able to keep her hydrated?
And, will she get enough sleep?
In my heart, I know that we will be able to help her through it, and that she will get through this.
Its just difficult.
Right now I’ve got an online shopping cart full of supplies for the upcoming weeks, that I’ve been putting off purchasing; because then it feels real.
Not that the doctors appointments and the radiation tattoos haven’t already thrust us into the reality of it.
It’s just difficult and something that you hope no one, especially your mother would ever have to go through.