Hello Everyone,
I know that it has been awhile since I have posted anything lately. Probably a little over a year. It has been very hard the past year to sit down and really do anything. So unfortunately my blogging has taken a back seat. Between being a single mom, caretaker for my mother, working a full time job and also going back to school for my bachelor's degree it has been a wild and crazy ride. It definitely is not the path that I would have chosen, but God wants you to go where he chooses! This just goes to show that he knows what is best for us.
So I titled this with something that not everyone likes to talk about, Cancer. It is amazing how that one little word can put so much terror into so many lives. To be honest with you, my understanding of cancer was very little. I know there were all kinds of cancer, but I never really had it effect me or someone I loved. Around four years ago my family got news that we never thought we would hear. Our mother was diagnosed with Ovarian Cancer, WHAT???? How could the woman who gave birth to six children, who was always at the ball games, who never missed a day of life be diagnosed with cancer!
One of the things that my brothers and sisters admired about our mother was her fighting spirit. From the time that she was diagnosed with this cancer she looked straight at the Doctor and asked her what do I need to do to fight this. Between the surgeries where they cut her from stem to sternum, the chemo and everything in between she has remained positive. It seems like this cancer has never truly gotten her down.
Fast forward to the beginning of this year. This stupid cancer keeps wanting to stick around it does not want to go away. So what do we do, try and fight it. Needless to say auto-immuno therapy did not work and the cancer seemed to get a little worse. With all this our mother is not doing as well like we all had hoped. It seems that her appetite is nonexistent, she has no idea that she needs to be drinking water, because she is never thirsty. With a few overnights at the hospital being pumped with fluids and having to have a fluid pocket drained it has been a battle. The worse part of all is watching this full of life woman start to slowly fall apart. We haven't given up, but we need a whole lot of God, prayers and fight! I will keep everyone updated as I can. This journey is not yet over!
