Life is so hard (Bobcat’s Mom)
Sometimes, life is just hard. Even the “normal” stuff that we all theoretically expect to go through at some point still hurts, makes you cry, makes you angry, and makes you want to scream.
As of last Friday, the doctors were saying that w/o chemo, Bobcat’s mom would have about 6 months, with chemo, maybe as much as 18 months. Mrs. G decided to go for the chemo so she could have longer, knowing that if the chemo proved too hard for her (she IS 80), she could always stop. They were planning to start chemo at the end of September.
Last night, Mrs. G got admitted to the hospital b/c her temperature (which has been consistently 101) got up over 103. They did a CT scan, and in the last 10 days, her tumor about doubled in size. Chemo is no longer an option. The tumor is killing tissue, which feeds her infection, which weakens her body, which enables the tumor to grow. Her mom has been too out of it to be able to be told how she’s doing and make any decisions. They’re going to keep her comfortable through the night and try to have her lucid enough tomorrow to have a conference w/her, the family, and the doctor to let Mrs. G know how she’s doing and ask her what she wants to do. Bobcat’s thinking that at this point the main option will probably be to bring her home, call in hospice, and just keep her comfortable till she’s gone.
Bobcat will be driving up to Sacramento in the morning, MarkyMark & Andrei on Friday. Please pray/think good thoughts/cross your fingers for Bobcat and her family, as this is a horribly painful, stressful time for them, especially since things looked so good less than a week ago.
Thanks!
