My sister died of lung cancer four-and-a-half years ago. It had already metastasized to her skin and her bones by the time she was diagnosed, so there was no hope and no treatment other than palliative. A few weeks before the diagnosis, she moved in with me. She died three months later. And, though she was tired and weak and in some discomfort, it was only really horrible for the last day and a half. All in all, she lucked out. I hope your mother is as lucky or more.
Zazie, I’m so sorry to hear about your sister. I’m glad she could be with you in her last months but I’m sure that makes a lasting impression once she’s gone. If I may ask, is that why you started vaping?
My mom lives about 2 hours from me but I talk to her every day and go see her every weekend. When they diagnosed her she was at stage 2, but she rejected any treatment as they aren’t too promising for small cell lung cancer anyway. And she’s doing well! Like if you didn’t know she was sick you wouldn’t be able to tell. I hear the decline is rapid and as horrible as it sounds, I hope that it is. I hope she feels amazing until the day that she doesn’t and then I hope it’s quick.
The oncologist told her to start vaping, and she bought a pen thing from like Walgreens or something and hated it so went back to smoking. Crazy that something can actively be killing you and you still choose to participate. That addiction is so strong.
Thank you for sharing your story. I hate to drudge up past heartache but it helps to talk to people who have been in similar situations.
