I've been reading some of the posts and decided the only way to get involved is to just jump in, so here I am.
My 74 year old mother, as yet undiagnosed, probably has lung cancer. In brief, the sequence of events up to this point:
To let you know how strong my mother is, back in April she was having some severe shortness of breath. But my brother was getting married and she absolutely refused to go to the doctor for any "bad news" until after the wedding. We were able to arrange for a wheelchair at the airports and she flew from San Antonio to Indianapolis, attended the wedding (even danced with my son), and flew home. That Thursday (we were in Cleveland visiting my mother-in-law who has Alzheimer's) my daughter took her to the ER, where she was admitted.
After tests, she was diagnosed with a pulmonary embolism coming from her knee. They then found a few masses in the central part/both lobes of her lung, along with a swollen adrenal gland and a couple of swollen lymph nodes. All fairly local to the site of the lung tumors.
Putting the facts together, everything pointed to lung cancer, since it tends to thicken the blood and cause pulmonary emboli. (BTW -- my husband's a doctor, so he's a fairly good source of basic information like this.)
Several weeks in the hospital. Biopsy the adrenal gland: normal adrenal tissue. Bronchoscopy of the lung trying to get at the tumor: no result.
They sent Mom to a skilled nursing facility for physical therapy. Her O2 was lowered from 5 to 2 liters at this point. 21 days later, she was sent home with visiting nurses and more at-home physical therapy.
She always had some back pain. But when she got home it began to get worse and worse. The pulmonologist wanted a PET/CT scan and the struggles with the insurance company began. After 1-1/2 weeks of daily struggles, she got the scan.
They found a couple of spots on her spine and a new spot on her liver. They also found a fractured rib that the radiologist said was NOT the result of cancer. I believe it was caused by the coughing from the embolism.
Right now she's back in the hospital for pain relief (Phentenol patch for now) and, on Monday, a biopsy. I haven't gotten confirmation yet, but I believe they're going to try and biopsy the spine. I hope and pray they get an adequate sample this time for a diagnosis.
Me? I'm pretty much the sole caregiver. I have a sister and a brother up north. Originally, my sister, a teacher, said she would come in for the summer to help out. But the summer has turned into 2 weeks. One of her daughters is coming for 1 week, the other isn't coming at all this summer. My brother? I have no idea.
So, that's where it stands right now. I have emotional mini-collapses every few days. Then I recover and get back to taking care of things. But not knowing is the hardest thing of all.
My mother keeps asking "how long do I have?" I keep telling her "nobody knows how long they have." But I don't know what to tell her. She's always been on the pessimistic side of things, and I worry that a poor attitude can change her survival rate -- but I don't know how to change that.
Anyway, I've railed on long enough. I look forward to finally getting some support, even if it's only online. Thanks to everyone for "listening".




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