My Mum has been in hospital for just over a week. I took her to a&e early last week. It’s been a rollercoaster. Her cancer has returned (she first had cancer in lockdown, which obviously had its challenges due to the numerous restrictions at the time). We saw the consultant on Tuesday and the news was not good. Things are chopping and changing so quickly that there is no time to process anything - maybe that’s a good thing - who knows! I feel this is a familiar road, as we lost my Dad to cancer some years ago. This is different but the same - that’s doesn’t even make sense! I read a really good poem the other day with the title ‘and on we go’ - it really summed things up for me.
Hi orange lily
I think "different but the same" is brilliant, no two cancers are the same and of course treatments change all the time too but at the end of the day nobody really knows what tomorrow will bring.
One of my favourite lines is - “Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present”
<<hugs>>
Steve
