First of all, thank you to all who have commented on my last post for your thoughts and prayers.
Second of all, let me apologize for my somewhat angry content every now and again.
After I tell the story of the past two years(almost) maybe you will understand.
Let us go back to March 9 2003 (my birthday). Bob had just proposed to me on Christmas Eve.
He took me to a nice hotel to celebrate my birthday, neither one of us had a clue what was going on with my mom. You see we used to have two party's a year, one in July and one in October. My mom didn't make the one in Oct. 2002 because she was sick with "bronchitis". We really didn't think anything of it at the time(none of us). Then on March 10,2003, after we got back, came the phone call. Mom was in the hospital, but she wouldn't say what was wrong! I went to PMH to see her and that is when she told me that she had cancer and the were sending her to University of Chicago Hospital.She was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in five different areas. Ovarian, bowel, stomach lining, and the other I can't remember. She sent a week and a half suffering @ UoC before a renowned cancer specialist let an intern open her up and subsequently give her an infection. The "specialist" at UofC never gave mom a chance, they closed her up 5 minutes after they opened her up. He then proceeded to tell us that mom had 2 years at best with chemo, or 6 months with nothing.
Mom opted for the chemo, Bob & I moved up our wedding, we weren't supposed to get married until 2004. We picked September because both our parents were married in September( his parents on the 11th, mine onthe 8th). Mom responded to the chemo fairly well.Her "count" kept coming down and by April 2004 she was ready for surgery again. She had the sugery and they got everything ( maybe one day I will be able to post the pictures of the ugly masses.) Everything is cool right? Wrong. Right before the reunion moms count went back up , I didn't say anything then , because I was so determined to find everyone who matter to everyone and when Eric suggested the "reunion" it seemed like the perfect stress reliever!
Which brings us to the present, mom had told me that if this last test showed up that she had cancer again, she was not going to do anything about it.
As you all know , she has another mass, but what you don't know is that she told me when this was all happening is that she told me that she was not going to have surgery again, not get sick off the chemo again, and not lose her hair again!
When I posted last, thats where I was at, now my mom is fighting for her life once again, she has decided to take the chemo pill, because now she is pissed!
All I can say is, Hold on To Your Parents Everyday, because you never know how long they will be there!
Let's hold on to each other as long as we can, because you never know!
My thoughts and prayers are with and for you all too!
On a lighter note , we do have a summer blast here at the Scott household! I will post more info as time goes by.
Love Always
Robin
