Hi all,
My mum (78) managed to beat nsc lung cancer in 2012 but sadly it returned early last year. We were given the news in July that it was now stage 4 as had spread to her liver. Long story cut short, she had 3 rounds of palliative chemo which didn't do much, then had to endure having a pleural effusion drained. She hasn't been able to leave the house since Xmas as she's now too weak. She's gone from 7st 8lbs last January to barely 5st 7lbs now. She's barely eating, needs help with most things and now sleeps for between 70 and 80% of the day. She's now under hospice care at home, as well as a district nurse will be appointed too. I've noticed the vast deterioration in the last 2 months and she's so fed up. She's now on oramorph and might need another chest drain. I know I'm rambling away here but I guess I just wanted to let it all out. I know the end will probably be in the next few months. I'm dreading it for myself, but not for her, if that makes sense? She said earlier that she so utterly fed up with not being able to do anything, being in constant pain. Cancer is a horrid, horrid disease.
I'm her main carer, as well as my son's (he's Autistic with MLD) and I'm in my 3rd year at uni, so I have plenty to keep me busy! :)
Thank you for letting me ramble away x
