I'm 47...a single independant woman with two grown up sons......I also have cancer.....
I can't drive at the moment so mum and dad assist me.....yesterday I got my permanent lung drain put in.....
mum spoke for me at the hospital.....she started to give them my old name now...my maiden name....
i was filing my nails while waiting....she told me to stop or they would break........
she rings my doctor and district nurse without telling me.......
I was changing for an x ray...she followed me and started to undress me......then took all my clothes with her.......
she was in such a flap that the door banged really loud and the staff came to see what it was...mum just stood there looking at me......
she interrupts the doctors when they are trying to explain something and we all lose the thread ....
my poor dad bimbles along with me in my wheelchair...then mum comes running and rushes us around......
I was waiting in the car for him, texting my friend....mumsie took my phone and handbag from me..got in the car...and home we went...in silence....
I'm 47...a single, independant woman with two grown up sons....
six months ago I ran the 'race for life..in 25 minutes...I drove..I walked my dog....and i had my own business...
then the cancer came back........
now I've got mumsie.....a hell of a lot of PATIENCE....and a new found respect for my dad......!!
