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Originally posted by wyldblyss
Trust me, I know exactly how you feel. When my mom was diagnosed as terminal she told me she was afraid and that her worst fear was being alone when the time came, she wanted me there. So I made her a promise that I would be there, that I would hold her hand.....and so I gave up my life basically...quit my jobs (i had 2), my kids came up to the hospital to visit me because I would not leave. When the time came I was there as promised and I was holding her hand. One of the most special yet heartbreaking moments of my life. It will be 3 years in Oct since she left...and I'm crying as I type this..so you won't get over it...but you will go on with the help of family and friends.
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My mom was diagnosed as terminal in 2002 with glyoblastoma multiforme which is the worst of brain tumors... so I left my job and moved her to me so could look after her 24/7. And she was doing quite well but had another surgery in February and it did not help her... on the contrary.. but I brought her home and it was heartbreaking to see her dieing of the cancer so fast... I had to take her back to the hospital on may 31 because she got totally blind and paralysed from an oedema and was not able to eat on her own or communicate but I was visiting her every day for 4 hr... when I got that call from her dr, I was on my way to her as usual but I was late this time.
