Motherhood after breast cancer
Last Labor Day weekend was a beautiful weekend. We took Mom out for a couple of walks; here she is with Lily, my sister, and Emmy.
Mom is sleeping right now. I’m writing this late Sunday night. Mom slept all day, and we know she might not wake up. I’m dreading my next post. But I need to remember that Mom is in God’s hands now, and so are we.
You have no idea how much I want to write something peppy, or funny, or uplifting today! My eyes are swollen, my back aches, and I feel miserable.
Mom is sleeping a lot. Yesterday she was able to take a bubble bath, but was in too much pain to enjoy it. They will try again today, and give her pain meds right before they wheel her to the bath room. The special bath wheelchair that they lower into the bath is very cool!
Last night all four of us kids and my dad just hung out with Mom, along with my sister’s husband. (Ed was at my parents’ house with our sleeping girls.) The nurse came in and took a picture of us all. Hospice is so wonderful. But we really wish we didn’t need it right now.
It’s going to be a long time before life gets back to normal.