Hi I was wondering if anyone had any advice or words of wisdom to share with me...
Last year my mum was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer - un-operable and untreatable. Chemo would only slow it. I researched the cancer, it is so rare there is barely anything written about it but I knew that she probably had less than a year left. I had just finished uni and pretty much took a whole year off to spend precious time with her - all the time hoping she might be able to live alongside this evil disease. I was absolutley devasted when she got the diagnosis, I was very teary and emotionally broken. All I could think about was the enormity of the rest of my life (maybe 60-70 years) without her and the sickening prospect of her existence coming to an end. This october her bowels stopped working and she was admited into a hospice where she deteriorated and 5 weeks later passed away. Her death was slow and drawn out, I was very upset to see her wither away and eventually only able to breathe. The most destressing part was witnessing her suffering and being unable to pick her up and run away with her from the hospice.
I have now been unable to really feel upset about not seeing her again, I know that not seeing her again is a terrible terrible thing and I am upset but I can't seem to feel upset. I feel completely empty and I feel like I am looking at myself from afar not able to cry or really grasp the finality and understand death. I keep telling myself that she is real because she exists in my mind. I can see what she would say to me and how she would smile at me and how we would just get on with things together.
How is it that I coud understand these things when she was diganosed with terminal cancer but not when she has actually died?