My mum had a funny turn at the end of October 2025 and was gone by the end of January 2026, only 3 months and she had nothing else wrong with her

She had been shopping and when she came home all of her words were coming out wrong and she seemed panicky, I called an ambulance and on arrival to hospital she had a seizure. When they scanned her they found a mass on the left side of her brain. I was so positive and hopeful it was just a benign tumour which could be removed, but when we went to see the consultant 2 weeks later he told us it was stage 4 glioblastoma and was incurable. He said with surgery and treatment we may be able to hope for another 1-2 years together. She was completely normal at this point because the steroids she’d been put on had taken the swelling down so it was hard to imagine her not being around for much longer. She didn’t want the surgery but she agreed to it for me and my daughter. I have some guilt over that though as she was never quite the same afterwards. She struggled with simple tasks and was very confused and forgetful which was sad to see because she was so frustrated and hated being dependent on others.

I moved in with her and did my very best to look after her, at times I struggled with my patience which I feel horrible about now but it was so intense and tiring. I took her to all her radiotherapy appointments and she seemed to be getting worse not better. She finished the chemo tablets and was on a break before the next cycle and suddenly just went rapidly downhill and had another seizure. She became very weak then and I managed to get her in the hospice, which she was really upset with me about because she had become a bit childlike and just wanted to be at home, not having any consideration to how stressful and upsetting it was for me and my daughter to have the worry of her falling or something bad happening  and not knowing how to cope with it. I visited her every day but she passed away a week later.

She was my best friend in the world I am lost without her. It has been just over 7 weeks now and I sup se I’ve been so busy sorting everything out i haven’t really broken down too much yet, but she is always on my mind all of the time. I miss her so much. I still can’t actually believe I’ll never see er again