Its been a pretty good few days. Basically, I have been doing all I can to make sure mom doesn't do a thing. She can't really, she is not supposed to do anything. Right. Tell her that.
We've been shopping, spending time watching TV. I brought and bought a whole bunch of movies (several Hitchcock's - mom's favorite director) We still haven't watched any of them. Tonight, a party at my sister's for Bekah's birthday (Rebekah is my middle niece) But at least mom has been resting and relaxing as much as I can get her to do.
My sister came over yesterday and we chatted for a while about both mom and dad. Dad's cancer is basically asleep, for now. He still has it, mind you, the treatment merely stopped it for now.
Mom has three different cancers. Each one started on it's own. The doctor is talking about treating the breast cancer first. Possibly chemo. Oh, mom won't like that. Mom likes her hair and primping herself. It will be a tough time for her.
To be honest. I am scared. THREE different cancers? THREE? Really?
And dad's is not in remission, per se, merely taking a damned nap.
Yes, I am scared. Scared of losing both parents in one swift shot. Scared of suddenly realizing its here and they are gone. Scared that I am not spending enough time with them,
Just fucking scared.
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