This weekend I’ve been told that my brothers chemo isn’t working anymore so they are changing it.
That’s not all.... his tumours have grown and he has a new one. He also has a clot on his lung from the last chemo.
He has rectum, bowel, stomach and liver and the new tumour is in another part of his liver.
He has always told me what’s going on through this journey but won’t talk to me now. He knows, he knows I’m falling apart.
When mum died at 43 ( the age I’m at this month) I had to help bring him up as dad had no idea.
He is like a child to me.
I am sooo sad
