Talked to Mom earlier today. The steroids and the radiation are catching up to her and making her exhausted yet not letting her sleep She also told me that her hair started coming out in clumps today 😦 Haven’t talked to her since, so I have a feeling the hair loss is hitting her hard. It doesn’t matter that we knew it was a matter of time, it still sucks.
With that much radiation going in at that many places on her head it was only a matter of time. I guess she is lucky it took this long. Hopefully the two scarves I ordered will be here in time for me to take them up with me this weekend.
Sounds like she still has steroid appetite, which is fantastic. I am hoping that she will put on some extra weight before we start chemo. Give her a little more padding so that her body has some more stores when the chemo starts messing with her stomach.
It’s been 1 week shy of a month since she got the diagnosis, yet it all still seems surreal. From a caretaker/daughter of the patient perspective, I can’t even pin down my own emotions. Some days I am ok and don’t think about it too much, or when I do I can find the hope and the optimism. Other days (like today) I feel like I am trying to hold on to her with all I have. Like trying to keep her from getting sucked down a long hallway…at one end of the hallway is me, trying to hold on to her for dear life. At the other end is death…just this black void of the unknown.
I can’t believe I am facing the very real possibility of losing my mother at only 32. She’s only 57…
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