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Dear Dawnblair33,
I am so sorry for the loss of your Mom. What a long and painful journey for the both of you. I get so frustrated with the health care system and I always was the advocate for my Mom. She was a nurse, so she was pretty knowledgeable but as she aged, I had to take charge and speak up. She too had breast cancer - but in her 60's. They did a lumpectomy, radiation and then she took temoxifan - a cancer 'pill' for about a year. She recovered from the cancer but then in her late 70's after my father passed, she got dementia. This is what she died from, at 89, 5 years ago.
The pain from losing a parent, especially a mother, never goes away. It gets a bit easier, or rather you get "used" to it as the months and years go by, but the ache remains in the heart. I have pictures everywhere and think about her every hour. I know she would not want me suffering and thinking about her so much, but at the same time it's difficult.
I hope you can find solace in knowing that she is no longer suffering and in pain? It also helps to speak with others who have lost a mother. I know many of my friends lost their mothers much earlier than I lost mine, so I am grateful I had her until she was almost 90.
I find going for walks, especially around trees, birds, nature, helps my mind settle down. I have had pets, cats and dogs, which too have helped with depression and loss.
One minute at a time, sometimes, dawnblair, that's all we have to get through. Try not to look to far ahead...just think of all those cherished moments and smile.
Wishing you better days and moments.
Marcie
You have been through hell and back. I don't know how you are breathing. Cancer is bad, the only saving grace is how the ppl around her act. I don't think I would like doom and gloom, I'm not saying your doing that. Anger at these doctors, and I use that term loosely, doesn't help. I'm sure each of us has horror stories to tell. But some kind of normalcy is needed. I have been in your shoes, my heart is hurting for you. God bless and prayers headed your way