One Day At A Time

With mom being diagnosed with terminal cancer and the preparations for the inevitable, life has been a little bit of a bitter pill to swallow. Strangers from Hospice coming and going and relatives searching for a last minute chance to visit have created a bit of a whirlwind lately. I am not complaining mind you. Hospice has been wonderful in explaining future events and aiding in preparations for the end of life. Mom is now in much less pain with her new meds and able to get out of bed more often. With so many stress inducing things going on I have not been reading some of my favorite blogs and just by chance I read my all time favorite from Kandee Johnson. And to my surprised eyes I see a beautiful photo of her pregnant belly. This instantly made me think of how amazing it is to carry another human being inside your body. To know you are nurturing this little person as anticipation grows for the day when you will meet him or her face to face. Life is unexpected and marvelous. The joy,

My mom had lung cancer in 2008. I flew down and stayed with her after her surgery and she seemed to recover and life was back to normal. The pain however never went away for her and it has continued to get worse. Her living arrangements changed and she asked to move in with me and my family. I thought, its a squeeze but come on in. She's my mom and she needed a home. Well after six months of doctor visits we find the cancer has returned and it has spread. Stage 4. I wasn't in shock because as an avid researcher all signs pointed to it. But the shocker was in the news that it can't be treated. Surgery and chemo are not the option now. Radiation can help retard the growth and prevent internal bleeding. The news became harder to swallow yet. Then Hopsice comes into the picture. I always thought hospice was for the elderly. My mom is only 57. Her hair isn't even white yet! Mom's Hospice team came in like a set of swooping angel's. So much compassion in one room is r