It's taken several attempts to finally write something in this box. The delete button has often been used, as if I'm not quite ready to write the words. I have spoken these words to many people, being the bearer of bad news to friends and family, telling them that their mum, grandmother, aunt, friend is dying. My mum is dying, dying from this disease that has invaded her body. First her stomach, then pancreas, spleen and it's on route to her liver too! We are not offering any treatment they said, it would make what time she has left unbearable! She has months to live they said. No wait, lets throw in a blodclot in her leg which we can't treat because she's bleeding internally, now we're looking at weeks! My poor darling mum, how can i help you? How scared must you be? I'm helpless,tired, sad, stressed, overwhelmed, angry, frightened but infront of you i'm strong, calm and appear at your door with a smile on my face! I love you mum.....xx
