I haven't been around for the past few months. I'm just needing to unload.
May, mom was diagnosed SCLC, but it was early stages, with a dime size tumor. (she was getting a CAT scan or something when they found it) Months later, my mom wrapped up her chemo and chest radiation, I let myself finally break down. I had been the only one of mom's 4 kids to even help her at all. My 3 brothers have their own lives and don't even call her that much. She's hurt us all, badly. I'm a fulltime student, and a mother of 3 boys plus have a home and husband to take care of. But I can't turn my back on her, especially now that my sibs have.
When my mom was going through the treatments, I stayed with her for most of them, and it broke my heart to see all these people ranging in young to old receiving chemo. And the family members that cry silently in corners. During that time I was doing all her shopping, and I was helping with cleaning her apartment.
What killed me was she had me buying her cigarettes, and I had just quit. Trying being a newbie quitting and having to buy cigarettes for your cancer stricken mom. I just wanted to rip them up in her face and yell at her! But I didn't. I cried in the car, coming and going from getting them instead.
I finally gave her back her bank card and told her I wouldn't buy them anymore. That it was emotionally killing me. She got mad and stopped telling me when she had appt. or anything. She took taxis to go get them. Now she is calling me again to go get her cigarettes. I love her, and I don't want to see her die. I want my mom to continue being here as my kids grandmother. Buying the cigarettes makes me feel like I might help her cancer to return, that I am helping my mom sign her death certificate.




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