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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cfs-file/__key/system/syndication/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en-US"><title type="html">What do I do now?</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/what_do_i_do_now/atom</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/what_do_i_do_now" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/what_do_i_do_now/atom" /><generator uri="http://telligent.com" version="12.1.2.21912">Telligent Community (Build: 12.1.2.21912)</generator><updated>2010-10-19T15:41:24Z</updated><entry><title>One Year</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/what_do_i_do_now/posts/one-year" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/what_do_i_do_now/posts/one-year</id><published>2010-10-19T14:41:24Z</published><updated>2010-10-19T14:41:24Z</updated><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Does one year seem long?&amp;nbsp; Is one year very short?&amp;nbsp; Is there a time to put to any of this emotion?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have become my mothers carer.&amp;nbsp; Sounds simple enough.&amp;nbsp; I was looking after her before she was diagnosed with lung cancer, one year ater that diagnostic nightmare and a biopsy from hell with a bleed just to add to my mums problems, I find myself feeling rather selfish...yes selfish.. My life has stopped....My Mum is 85yrs and I, 57.&amp;nbsp; All my aspirations and dreams for my life after the children go from the nest have changed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hate myself for thinking the way I do, I love my mother dearly I would do anything to help her get well but I find I am going down a helter skelter and am loosing my identity......please.....does someone out there know what I mean?&amp;nbsp; I am sorry to bother anyone I know everyone is hurting and I know more than anything I should be counting my blessings of having my mother around for the 57 years of my life....I know...but....I know......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=377275&amp;AppID=31226&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Former Member</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/formermember</uri></author><category term="biopsy" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/what_do_i_do_now/archive/tags/biopsy" /><category term="Lung cancer" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/what_do_i_do_now/archive/tags/Lung%2bcancer" /></entry></feed>