This summer started off fine, In June I was going on day trips with my Mum after she got home from work, going to the city to get things or whatever and planning our trip to France and other places I thought I would go with her over the summer. Late June she got ill so she went to a doctor where they found out she had a ovarian cyst that needed to be removed but “not that serious” she was still going to go on holiday but about a week before she got really sick and we had to phone an ambulance and she went to hospital, she got multiple scans and all the doctors said it was a cyst  be easily removed, she got pain killers and got SENT HOME told that everything is fine and she will be booked for a surgery JANUARY 2019 she said she felt too bad to go on holiday but didn’t want to waste it so she gave her ticket to my cousin and sent me with my father and cousin, a week into the holiday we had to come home early (we were able to change dates without trouble thankfully) because they said the cyst was getting worse and needed to be removed sooner, she then spent about two weeks in hospital on pain killers and antibiotics but still no surgery seeing as it was postponed multiple times, my Mum literatelly couldn’t walk because the pain this cyst was causing her, she gets her surgery eventually and recovers in hospital for a couple of days before she is sent home AGAIN they tell us that as they were taking out the cyst they found cancer that was removed but dosnt look too serious and “can most likely be cured with chemo”, she is fine a bit weak from the surgery but fine when she comes home and she is happy to see the garden and the house, few days later she has to go BACK to hospital because of bad vomiting. They then tell us that we will have to wait six weeks to get chemo and a few days later say that the cancer they have found was actually secondary cancer and it’s spread through her digestive system, now literatelly in the last week she’s dying she has maybe one to three days to live and I’m distraught I’m only 15 and my brother is 20, I’ve always been incredibly close to my mother and did everything with her, she would always listen to what I have to say and we’ve planned to travel the world when we are older, I’m so much closer to her than anyone else in my family and I would do anything for her to be okay, She’s so weak and spaced out that it feels like I have already lost her she’s not the same but occasionally you would see a spark of her normal self and that honestly makes me so happy. I love her so much and feel like my whole life is falling apart I can’t stand the thought of her not being there when I graduate school or finish my exams or do something that I’m proud of and just her not being alive. I can’t sleep because I feel so awful for her and I wish this never hhappend I’ve started to envy people in town I saw a small kid say I hate you to her Mum in a shop for not getting her something and I honestly felt sick I wish I could go back to taking things for granted and I wish this never happen (sorry this is so long I really had to get this off my chest)