Thursday, November 21, 2013

Her youngest grandchild

I don't know how long my mom will live. Overnight, literally, June 29, everything changed. Doctors believed the seizures, vomiting, vision issues and one-sided paralysis was due to a stroke. A MRI revealed 3 brain tumors - Astrocytomas, stage 3. My dad died 11 years ago from Glioblastoma multiforme, stage 4 brain tumors. This is where my mom is heading.

Today, 5 months since diagnosis, she has completed 6 weeks of radiation/chemo treatment (she was not a candidate for surgery) and one week of a higher dose of chemo. So far, her treatments have stopped the growth of the tumors, but she is very weak.

I don't know if my 2 year old daughter will remember her Grams. Will she remember visiting her Grams today? Warming her hands to put lotion on her Grams' feet? Drinking milkshakes together?

"Watch me, Grams!" Dancing to Christmas music. As Grams aches and longs to dance with her granddaughter as she once did.

"Why are you lying in bed, Grams? You not feeling good? What is wrong?"  A 2 year old, trying to make sense of it all.

We all are.

Oh how your Grams loves you. May you remember.

3 comments:

My Life as a Mom said...

Oh Jenna, how hard that must be! I know you must treasure each and every moment you have with her. May the Man of Sorrows be your comfort as you go through this trial and sadness.

Bob Myers said...

These treatments are so draining, but I'm praying they deliver a knock down, knock out blow to the cancer, and then the side effects all retreat. Your mom is a treasure to anyone who knows her. So sorry you're all walking through deep waters yet again, but knowing you are all IN HIS HANDS... bless you all

jenna said...

Thank you for your comforting words Christina and Bob.