Dear bloggers,
I write to you today with a heavy heart. A lot is on my mind every day, but today it's overwhelming. My family has been through hell the past year. Before I went to Spain, my mother had back surgery. She was supposed to take it easy and take care of herself until she can be better to work again (6 weeks). Well my mother, the Wonder Woman, goes back to work after four. I am not surprised at all. I expected this of her. The woman cannot sit still for long periods of time and feel useless.
I went to Spain April 10th, 2012 and 8 days later I received the news of my step-dad's hospitalization. Mom said he had colon cancer and they are getting ready to operate and insert a colostomy bag. I am going through all emotions at this point. I want to come back. I want to be with my family. I'm frantic and scared. Mother tells me to stay. I do, for her. My brother calls me the next day and lets me know that while they were operating on my step-dad, they found out that the cancer had progressed to his liver and it was diagnosed as Stage 4. Final Stage. Death?
I came back May 10th. My step-dad has become a skeleton. He's lost a lot of weight, cannot eat solid foods and has become a shell of a man he used to be. I graduated May 12th and saw a little glimpse of happiness.
Since May 2012, my step-dad has been battling with cancer. My mother has always been Wonder Woman, but this year she has been extraordinary. Not only does she take care of my step-dad and his difficulties, her full time job and part time job, she also takes care of my little 15 year old sister Anna and all the appointments for her horrible scoliosis, while making room for her own back appointments. She also worries about me, because now I have back troubles as well(since my car accident in August). This woman never stops, never eats and never sleeps, I am convinced. She is my hero. If I could provide things for her never to work again, I would in a heart beat. For right now, the only thing I can do is take some of the load off of her. Take Anna to her appointments, take step-dad to his. It hurts me to see her this way, but I know she won't stop.
To top things off, a few weeks ago, my step-father received an all clear of his cancer. My family was so happy. I was so happy. A week and a half ago, my step-dad ends up in the hospital with a high fever. Because he was a cancer patient, they have to test him for everything. So they do. They also decide to do another CT Scan. Today, results are in. Cancer is back...
I have nothing left to say. My best position right now is on my knees with my hands clasped in prayer.
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