Hi there,

I too experienced the same with my mum.

My mum biggest fear in life was cancer and would never engage with any cancer conversation she wouldn't share her fears or how she felt but I just knew.

My mum was poorly at home for a couple of months and would say she fine and would visit the doctors when she was ready, something I respected as I knew she was scared of going and catching covid.

January the 15th I called my mum to see if she wanted anything from Tesco and she told me she really wasn't well and I told her I would come over. I tried to call for help but I was getting no where as covid seemed to taken over the world and my mum wasn't of any importance because she basically could breath and talk at the same time! (I was told this by the nurses on more than one occasion) my mum than started to lose her mobility affecting her left side so I called for help and again was fobbed off. I rang doctors most days I worked from my parents home trying to care and get help and support for my mum. My mum would cough in to tissues and wouldnt allow me to take them and put them In the bin for her (I didn't realise she was actually protecting me). Eventually on Saturday 30th January my mum was getting worse so I called 999 as emergency, the crew came and told me my mum probably has had a Stoke. I was ok with this as I too thought the same. I didn't expect the following morning to be told my mum had secondary brain tumours and that she would need a mri scan to locate the primary cause. On Monday 1st Feb I was told my mum had stage 4 lung cancer and they was nothing they could do to save her. I was heartbroken beyond words. My mum caught covid in hospital but won, however this delayed her coming home as she just didn't want to stay in hospital. I wasn't allowed to see my mum on her last birthday which was Friday the 5th February even tho my mum was on palliative care by than. I finally w

allowed to see my mum from Wednesday 10th February. I had to fight for my mum to come home. I promised my mum I would do everything to make this happen and I would take care of her once she's home with me. I finally got my mum home on Monday 15th February and unexpectedly she passed away on Wednesday 17th feb. I would do anything just to carry on caring for my mum as I loved her more than anything in this world. My mum funeral was Monday 15th March (the day after Mother's Day, another blow to my already broken heart) I don't know how I can ever accept the loss of my mum as she was the one person in this world that always had my back! I miss her uncondionally and I have a constant void in my life. 
 

I hope your mums funeral goes well and you celebrate her life. I know this was the only comfort I had as it was the last thing I could actually do for my mum.

I am here if you want to chat, just send us a private message if you feel this would help.

Take care, hope to speak soon x

Hi there,

I too experienced the same with my mum.

My mum biggest fear in life was cancer and would never engage with any cancer conversation she wouldn't share her fears or how she felt but I just knew.

My mum was poorly at home for a couple of months and would say she fine and would visit the doctors when she was ready, something I respected as I knew she was scared of going and catching covid.

January the 15th I called my mum to see if she wanted anything from Tesco and she told me she really wasn't well and I told her I would come over. I tried to call for help but I was getting no where as covid seemed to taken over the world and my mum wasn't of any importance because she basically could breath and talk at the same time! (I was told this by the nurses on more than one occasion) my mum than started to lose her mobility affecting her left side so I called for help and again was fobbed off. I rang doctors most days I worked from my parents home trying to care and get help and support for my mum. My mum would cough in to tissues and wouldnt allow me to take them and put them In the bin for her (I didn't realise she was actually protecting me). Eventually on Saturday 30th January my mum was getting worse so I called 999 as emergency, the crew came and told me my mum probably has had a Stoke. I was ok with this as I too thought the same. I didn't expect the following morning to be told my mum had secondary brain tumours and that she would need a mri scan to locate the primary cause. On Monday 1st Feb I was told my mum had stage 4 lung cancer and they was nothing they could do to save her. I was heartbroken beyond words. My mum caught covid in hospital but won, however this delayed her coming home as she just didn't want to stay in hospital. I wasn't allowed to see my mum on her last birthday which was Friday the 5th February even tho my mum was on palliative care by than. I finally w

allowed to see my mum from Wednesday 10th February. I had to fight for my mum to come home. I promised my mum I would do everything to make this happen and I would take care of her once she's home with me. I finally got my mum home on Monday 15th February and unexpectedly she passed away on Wednesday 17th feb. I would do anything just to carry on caring for my mum as I loved her more than anything in this world. My mum funeral was Monday 15th March (the day after Mother's Day, another blow to my already broken heart) I don't know how I can ever accept the loss of my mum as she was the one person in this world that always had my back! I miss her uncondionally and I have a constant void in my life. 
 

I hope your mums funeral goes well and you celebrate her life. I know this was the only comfort I had as it was the last thing I could actually do for my mum.

I am here if you want to chat, just send us a private message if you feel this would help.

Take care, hope to speak soon x