I know what you mean. Yeah, we found out 2 weeks before my mom died that she had cancer. She was complaining of being in a lot of pain and that she was always tired. But she did work 3 jobs and handled so much. She kept thinking that she was suffering from gallbladder attacks all the time for so many years. She had no medical insurance and made too much to get welfare so she had to go without seeing a doctor.

It was so awful near the end. Like mom slept on a couch for awhile until hospice came in. Then she had that hospital bed and all those meds to try to make her comfortable, but it didn't help. Seeing her deteriorate each day was awful. Her mind had left even before she died because the cancer went to her brain. It was awful. I still remember the position she died in and the way she looked and everything. She was originally a thin woman, by in the end she was so frail and unbelievable thin.

As I think of all this, tears are running down my face. It still hurts. It's like I'll never be the same. Maybe together we can start to heal from this, though.