4 weeks ago I had injured myself and my mum was delivering a heat pack for my pain. We were talking about her going back to the Dr as her UTI didn’t seem to be clearing.
Today I was assisting her in the shower as she was too weak to do it herself.
That UTI turned out to be Breast cancer in both breasts that has metastised to her liver and stomach. She is already in the beginnings of heart failure.
no symptoms until 6 weeks ago when she thought it was a UTI and went to get antibiotics.
4 weeks.
She is in so much pain and so weak. My strong vibrant mum who now winces and whispers, tears up when she has to ask for help for daily tasks, who was so apologetic when she needed me to help her in the shower, embarrassed and remorseful because she feels like a burden.
4 weeks.
How has life turned so badly in 4 weeks.
How am I going to navigate a world without my mum who has always been my constant in life.
4 weeks.
how I wish I could turn back time.
