Mum recently diagnosed
Hey all, I've joined this forum in the hopes of connecting with others. My mum is 69, diagnosed with breast cancer 2 months ago and now has been diagnosed with metastatic BC in spine and possib...
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I just realised I haven't come back to thank you all for the kind words. We have such a beautiful community here.
The last few months have been really rough but I'm taking it day by day.
Mums funeral was in January and was a small beautiful service that she would have loved. Her ashes will be scattered in wildflower season here in WA as she requested.
She currently hangs out on top of the piano (that she adored) next to a photo of her.
I'm living in her house until it is sold, thats been pretty difficult but i think it has also helped in some ways.
I've fixed up a few things and I have regrets that I didn't do them for her while she was alive (basic maintenance stuff)
When her home is sold, it will be very bitter-sweet. She lived in this house since 1985. I grew up here, my sister grew up here and my brother for some of his life. She put her heart and soul into this house and did so much DIY, in mum fashion alot of it remained unfinished (this house was a fixer upper back in 1985 and it's beyond help now)
I plan to keep a few things from the house to put in my future home which will help me feel close to her i guess.
Grief is a funny thing, people say it comes and goes in waves and I see that now, I had a pretty good week the other week, for the first time in months and i looked at my toes and i have the same toes as her and it hit me that, despite that shes gone, a part of her lives on in me, it was a beautiful moment, small but significant.
I want to take a second to acknowledge the hospice and staff. Mum was a public patient and went to a hospice that was for public and private patients and the facility was lovely. This place was basically a 4 star motel, room service, amazing staff.
It was an honour to be able to be there for her in her final days and hours. She was comfortable and free of pain (she loved the morphine) mum was very drug cautious her whole life and when they gave her some morphine she was as high as a kite and we had a good laugh about it.
Thankyou for taking the time to read this, for all your lovely kind words.
I miss her alot but i take so much comfort in knowing shes at peace and hopefully has an endless supply of books, ginger beer and coffee icecream wherever she is.
The last few months have been really rough but I'm taking it day by day.
Mums funeral was in January and was a small beautiful service that she would have loved. Her ashes will be scattered in wildflower season here in WA as she requested.
She currently hangs out on top of the piano (that she adored) next to a photo of her.
I'm living in her house until it is sold, thats been pretty difficult but i think it has also helped in some ways.
I've fixed up a few things and I have regrets that I didn't do them for her while she was alive (basic maintenance stuff)
When her home is sold, it will be very bitter-sweet. She lived in this house since 1985. I grew up here, my sister grew up here and my brother for some of his life. She put her heart and soul into this house and did so much DIY, in mum fashion alot of it remained unfinished (this house was a fixer upper back in 1985 and it's beyond help now)
I plan to keep a few things from the house to put in my future home which will help me feel close to her i guess.
Grief is a funny thing, people say it comes and goes in waves and I see that now, I had a pretty good week the other week, for the first time in months and i looked at my toes and i have the same toes as her and it hit me that, despite that shes gone, a part of her lives on in me, it was a beautiful moment, small but significant.
I want to take a second to acknowledge the hospice and staff. Mum was a public patient and went to a hospice that was for public and private patients and the facility was lovely. This place was basically a 4 star motel, room service, amazing staff.
It was an honour to be able to be there for her in her final days and hours. She was comfortable and free of pain (she loved the morphine) mum was very drug cautious her whole life and when they gave her some morphine she was as high as a kite and we had a good laugh about it.
Thankyou for taking the time to read this, for all your lovely kind words.
I miss her alot but i take so much comfort in knowing shes at peace and hopefully has an endless supply of books, ginger beer and coffee icecream wherever she is.