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I'm sorry Kelly.

Glad you did it. Anytime someone here posts how they "walk" (figurative or literal) without the ones they love, it gives the rest of us hope that when a day like that comes, we'll finish the walk to.

Cyndy, Such love! I'm sorry.

Dawn, I am so sorry. I know there is nothing as great as a Mom. Advice. I wish I had some. I am in week 5 of this myself. I think it just hurts. Don't grow impatient with yourself for not "being strong" or not "getting better". Don't be surprised if you feel numb at some point. Don't be surprised when one minute you are OK, and the next you aren't. Grieving, so I am discovering, is a rollercoaster, and I am not rushing it. Take your time and know we are here. Again, I am truly deeply sorry.

Next one I am there!!! Sorry I couldn't break away.

Parents! I'm not one, but mom wanted me to be as sheltered from anything that would "hurt" too. I'm so sorry this is all happening.

Thank God for all the positive developements. Nice to hear such upbeat improvements.

This appeared in the Ridgefield Press and the Darien Times...I have to check to see if it is in any other papers. She sent it to a bunch.

THEY PRINTED IT!!!! Big headline "She was getting the wrong tests for 10 years". HUGE!!! Mom is smiling today!!!

I hear ya. Some days you just want to lose the cape and the "S" on your chest and be "considered" before folks just assume you are OK.

Nutbar, I am SO sorry. You clearly brought her great joy. This brought tears to my eyes. I'm just so sorry.

Martha, calling hospice was an expression of love. Peace and comfort for Mom. I am speaking with a friend at work whose mother, yes, stage IV w/ brain mets and other stuff (which seems unbelievable to me). I told her none of the choices involve a magic pill which makes you all better. Every choice in treatment (or no treatment) lead to eventualities you just don't want. So whatever choices are made, never beat yourself or the patient who chooses up for them. Don't ever blame your having hospice giving mom pain medication for the reason he is not here now. The disease took our mothers, not the choices made after the disease was already there.

Very cool. Amazing

Nicely done.

Good news on the physical. Weightloss is a bear, but in addition to cardio throw some weight lifting in there but do really slow reps with light weight (7 seconds up 7 seconds down for 7 reps and then repeat after a short rest) eat 5 small meals a day (A can of tuna and a banana would be one for me. 2 egg whites and 1/2 cup oatmeal would be another) I don't eat that well all the time, but I figure every meal I can make that way is a little victory. I like my burger or pizza too though.

Loss. Period. And it hurts. So sorry.

It is so nice to come to this thread and hear good news!

Wonderful.

Vassar, again, I'm just so sorry you have found yourself on this road. I'm not a doctor. It is my understanding that the brain mets really are the most immediate issue. Spotting the primary is certainly a key piece of info, but I don't know if that changes the depth of the situation (whether the primary is a lung or a lung lymphnode primary). Maybe someone else may set me straight on that. Regardless I am praying for good things to happen for your mom.

Very appropriate that you posted this at the moment you did. Very appropriate indeed...

I don't have anything to add that hasn't been said. But I am hoping and praying that not only this disease goes away, but so does the emotional effects it is having.

I'm sorry Karen. God bless you.

Prayer in action. Glad it went as well as could be.

Crystleshoe, That is a wonderful action you are taking for your mom. It isn't that the doctors don't care, it's just they are caring for so many. Doesn't mean we shouldn't take them to task, WE SHOULD! Just have to expect that we may need to be the ones to initiate certain aspects of care. It made sense to my mother. She didn't want quantity. She said no thanks to those treatmetns which would prolong her life at the expense of her lossing too much quality and did those treatments which would in her estimation increase the quality of her life. My mother and I were of one mind...she made the decision. I understood exactly where she came from. It wasn't approval or disapproval. It was what it was. But I completely understood it.

Too much! Praying. It's just overwhelming.