I'm marginally less rant-y now. I'm still furious with God, but not with anyone else. I understand that my parents' way of coping with my mum's cancer (carrying on as normal) is working with them and is probably infinitely better than them falling apart. I get that, I really do. I'm still worried about the fact that they're not talking to me or my brother though - it makes me concerned my mum's trying…
My mum has inoperable breast cancer. She had breast cancer before, and after an operation and six months of chemo, she beat it, but it came back in August 09 and this time its not going to go away. She's on chemo, but they can't operate to remove it (the doctor described it as being like getting ink out of paper), and eventually its going to spread. Predictably we don't have a real time frame, but when she told…
