Well, since my last post a few months ago now, so much yet so little has happened and changed.
My mum had an operation to remove the cancer which meant she lost almost half of one breast, they also removed almost 50 lymph nodes of which about 30% of those were cancerous as well.
Her toxic, abusive brother was taking her to appointments and such but he soon wiped his hands of her when he realised just how much time and devotion you have to put in to and for someone when you tell them that you will do everything for them. He never had it in him. Once he realised there was no gain for him, he stopped helping her.
It had been suggested mum may need further treatment but she was completely against it at first. I managed to talk to mum and we spoke about the types of treatment she may get, we spoke about possible side effects and what life she would have if she did and didn’t have treatment. She ended up deciding to have treatment after all.
Chemo started in February. She has 4 treatments of the Red Devil before moving to a different one. Mum has lost almost all her hair now. She is against wearing beanies, hats or wigs but did accept my offer of some beanies that I personally knitted up for her. I hope she eventually does decide to wear them. They’ll keep her a bit warmer over the winter months, if nothing else.
Her rude brother has already told her off for letting her hair fall out, telling her that she looks disgraceful and should be ashamed of herself. I honestly don’t know what his problem is. Surely his sister isn’t the first chemo patient he’s ever seen? It’s not like mum has decided for her hair to fall out and what she does still have left, turn to white… It’s one of those things that happens. We have to be understanding and supportive, not go out of one’s way to put a sick person down and make them feel worse about themselves.
Now on top of her cancer treatment, she has this bloody world pandemic to deal with too. It’s like this year so far has been everything or nothing.