So right now Im on Hospital family accommodation in Basingstoke and my mum is on the ward. Its so strange. I have been waiting for this day for months and now its here I want to run away. Mum's big op is on Tuesday and its sixteen hours plus long. Its so surreal. Its a radical treatment called the sugar baker technique that will drain her mucus out of her stomach/abdo/ torso area and then they will apply warm chemo directly into the cavity for one hour and drain that out. I cant say Im not bricking it quite frankly, Ive never been this scared in my life. Im not religious but mum is so out of respect to her I am praying to whatever higher being there may be that she'll get through this. I already lost dad to cancer when I was 13 and not prepared to lose mum at 24 years old!
