My mother died this time last year, relatively young, 72, thank goodness she didn't know what was gong to happen 6 months later. My gorgeous, beautiful, caring big sister was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer after we'd just finished playing a tennis match and she'd hurt her calve muscle in her right leg. From diagnosis to her leaving us was a very short 4 months. I'm still devastated, not sure how to cope, feel guilty that I wasn't hugging her when she passed, but she was in so much pain she really couldn't be touched, she only allowed me to try to move her. So much more to say, just cant at the moment. I'm hoping someone out there can help me move forward. xxx
