|A visit from my favorite guy in the whole world.|
It was not a good day in Room 318. My brother and I met with my mother's doctor. He was very honest and laid it all on the table. I had tried to prepare myself. My brother couldn't do it.
Dr. T told us how strong and resilant our mom has been throughout this battle with cancer. But he wasn't sure how much more of the chemo she could take. He talked to us about the other options--hospice and pallic care and DNR orders. I could tell my brother was about to go over the edge. Then Dr. T estimated without chemo, she would probably have three months to a year tops. She is in no condition to do any chemo. This morning, I watched her put on a catheter and given a medication pump that constantly drips medicine and allows her to press a button. It was a day I wasn't ready for but knew it would eventually come.
Once the meeting was over, my brother disappeared. Then Dr. T talked with my mother. He admitted to her that he had never had a patient like her who was such a fighter. He mentioned the DNR. She said she wanted my brother and I to make the decision. A decision that my brother and I are divided on. So between meetings, breathing treatments and other things, it was a sad day until my husband texted me and said he was bringing JJ.
JJ, sweet JJ! I have missed him so much. He brought a smile to my face, my brother's and my mother's. He even had her laughing a few times. Of all the accomplishments in my life, fighting my ED to have him was one of the biggest. I love my baby. Oh, sorry, little guy.
1. Several hugs and kisses from JJ.
2. Chicken and broccoli from the Chinese restraunt down the street.
3. Appreciating the time I have left with my mommy/.