Yesterday...our little part of the world cracked a little bit more. The doctor called and said "it's cancer". Her surgery did not go as we'll as we had hoped. They took mom from me at 7:17 for what they estimated would be a 90 minute procedure and it was 11:15 when they got done. The doctor came and talked to me and was very optimistic. Said I could see her in about an hour as long as she woke up ok. 3.5 hours later, I was finally taken back to her.
We have been discussing her options from a family standpoint. But are waiting to hear what stage it is at...that will take a week.
Mom and I went out to dinner last night and she also broke the news to me that she is in stage 3 of renal (kidney) failure. Meaning...I don't know if her body CAN handle chemo or radiation treatment.
I don't even know what to say at this point...we are badly battered and bruised. Is it possible to feel like an orphan at my age. Cause I feel pretty lost right now.
2012 has sucked on so many levels and every time I think I'm about to overcome it, it kicks me in the teeth AGAIN.
Praying for strength and courage.