Less than 6 months ago my mom had major brain surgery to remove an apricot sized tumor from her brain. We found out about the monster and had 4 days to prepare for mom under going a two day surgery. She has recovered well & still annoys the piss out of the rest of the family.
Saturday morning my sister fell down the stairs in her house. Tragic at the time, but without it... I can't even speak of what might have happened in our future. The resulting MRI from her fall revealed a 1.8 cm mass at the base of her brain, blocking her spinal fluid from travelling to its destination. The fluid is backing up into her brain, causing swelling. The Dr wanted her admitted to the hospital immediately and have surgery in the morning. She refused & went home, with a stop at the bar on the way home. I am devastated. While I know it is HER choice, I can't help but become infuriated by her selfishness, because I know exactly why she made this choice.
Literally, she could take her last breath at any minute. And I am helpless. And hurting. And angry. And so many emotions that I can't even name; that I shouldn't have to name. I have no tears left.
The Tao of unsaying
5 weeks ago