So we looked after my mum and best friend for six months at home, palliative end of life care with a great team supporting us.  She died in my arms with my son by her bedside from liver cancer on the 10th July. She was loved to the end. It was a gift and a privilege to spent those last monthss in lock down with her. My son adored her, we miss her and miss my dad and brother who died in the last few years -there's only the two of us left. She saw my son through some serious mental health issues and because of her amazing support.he is now a qualified mental health nurse

But then, forgive me, life can be such a *** !I just got diagnosed with ovarian cancer...booked for surgery on the 10th Nov. I've never been so frightened in my life...and the one person I needed to tell can't hear me.

I don't really know why I'm writing this...it is what it is...maybe I'm just feeling sorry for myself. I do know, that somehow I have to make this ok for my son....the whole thing is such a huge shock