Post by 2stroked on Jul 15, 2020 8:44:39 GMT -5
Things have been hell in real life. Work is worse than ever, but that's nothing.
I recently found out my mother has been diagnosed with late stage matastic bone cancer that's gotten so bad it's 100% terminal. On top of that she has a nasty case of pnuemonia. She has refused any and all treatment for the cancer, accepted minimal treatment for the pnuemonia and went home to die. She has a hospice nurse, and is constantly blasted by the morphine. The doctors and the hospice nurse told us all to think in terms of days left, not weeks. Certainly not months or years. There is a sliver of a chance that she can beat the pnuemonia, but that only changes the timeline a small amount. From days to possibly a mo the or two of anguish. She signed a DNR on top of this.
Until the day I was told about this, by a straight.ger I had never met btw, it had been four years since I had spoken to or seen my mom. I had a feeling she could have been dead already. I thought I was prepared to hear that she was. Now I know I was not. She may have done me wrong many times, but I still am not dealing well with this. It's odd really, I cut her and her boyfriend from my life. Wrote them off as gone. But now that she is actually on her way to gone... IDK.
Anyway,that's why I haven't been around lately, and I'm not sure to be honest when I will be back.
On a non related note,a dear friend of mine recently surprised me with a helmet mount brake light. It's really great and if I ever get my shit together I'll post pics of it, and a little review if anyone is interested.
I recently found out my mother has been diagnosed with late stage matastic bone cancer that's gotten so bad it's 100% terminal. On top of that she has a nasty case of pnuemonia. She has refused any and all treatment for the cancer, accepted minimal treatment for the pnuemonia and went home to die. She has a hospice nurse, and is constantly blasted by the morphine. The doctors and the hospice nurse told us all to think in terms of days left, not weeks. Certainly not months or years. There is a sliver of a chance that she can beat the pnuemonia, but that only changes the timeline a small amount. From days to possibly a mo the or two of anguish. She signed a DNR on top of this.
Until the day I was told about this, by a straight.ger I had never met btw, it had been four years since I had spoken to or seen my mom. I had a feeling she could have been dead already. I thought I was prepared to hear that she was. Now I know I was not. She may have done me wrong many times, but I still am not dealing well with this. It's odd really, I cut her and her boyfriend from my life. Wrote them off as gone. But now that she is actually on her way to gone... IDK.
Anyway,that's why I haven't been around lately, and I'm not sure to be honest when I will be back.
On a non related note,a dear friend of mine recently surprised me with a helmet mount brake light. It's really great and if I ever get my shit together I'll post pics of it, and a little review if anyone is interested.
