So - an update my friends such bad news for me personally.
That growth on my head was cancer but WAS completely encapsulated and looks like I will have an all-clear.
My sister's breast cancer which metastisized to her lungs has now spread beyond there. Confirmed yesterday that it is now in her lymph nodes in two separate spots, outside of the lungs themselves (near the base of the neck.) This means that it is now categorized as Stage 4B. It's inoperable, and nearly untreatable. And it's terminal, measurable in months.
My dad who has Parkinson's has descended into an astonishingly rapid Parkinson's dementia, literally over three weeks he went from stable (and his usual pain in the ass) to hallucinating and unable to discern reality from fiction. He's still incredibly articulate which means we really didn't see it happening day by day. I had flown down to where they live on the Florida Panhandle and he had fallen off a couch at 4 am...he was completely naked. He lives with my mother who was asleep and when she called for help (assisted living,) the person who came said that she was covering two wings on two floors and had no one else. I got off the plane to this event and with their full-time caregiver having called in sick. Mom is already in a wheelchair and at the beginning of Alzheimers, so I was in a position of wrangling two parents, two wheelchairs, two bathroom visits all day, and spending the night on their couch to ensure that the apartment complex responded to them, as we waited for replacements for the caregivers.
Mom who remains disabled from a bathroom fall in February which broke her nose and right wrist, continues to suffer from massive anxiety caused by diagnosed mental illness and severe pain from longstanding back injuries - for which she cannot have surgery as she had a quintuple bypass seven years ago and could not survive surgery.
My other sister, who is bi-polar, went into a full blown mania episode and is wreaking havoc everywhere. She sent the nastiest, most evil and horrific email to the sister with cancer saying how dare you question the care mom and dad are getting, I will never speak to you again and don't sent me any emails or call me or write to me ever again. (Which, as I said to my sister who is ill, that's actually fine since she makes everything about herself and who has the bandwidth for that right now?)
Anyway my friends I am going through the shitstorm of life right now. I will probably be extra bitchy toward Royals on this board in the coming months. Trust me, this is not happening to me, it's happening to my family but I feel so fucking helpless and so very small for worrying about that little thing on my head.
Sorry for the novel-length post.
Dearest Curtains......shitstorm is a mellow word for the hellhole you are peeking into right now. I'm so very sorry to hear about your family. It seems always to come in buckets when we think we only can handle a thimble. And cancer and dementia are a bitch to say the least. It really throws one to the ground in a massive way.
But there was also a huge light shining for you....your diagnosis of "all clear", that is a big boulder rolling off your shoulder, I can imagine. Thank god for that. In these troubling times ahead, please take good care of yourself, whilst standing by your family. These are the times when you have to have moments of "selfishness" to gather strength and energy, in order to stand by your loved ones.
I'm sending you healing thoughts and strength. We all are here for you....even though it feels like it, you are not alone. And if you want to start an extrat thread to be able to come and vent, bitch and shout, please do. We'll be right there with you