In May 2010 year my mum went into hospital with a cough. No warnings, no symptons nothing. She never came out and died on 19 July this year - 13 days after diagnosis. She was 62.
How do I feel - incredibly angry for starters. Angry at myself for not spotting symptons earlier, angry at the doctors for not spotting it, but mostlty angry at cancer itself, for robbing us of mum and so many other people and for being so cruel. her cancers and not smoked a cigarette in their life. I just want to hold her and smell her.
Now I have to start the fight again as my dad and uncle have been diagnosed with terminal prostrate cancer. We don't know how long we have, and don't know what's in store for us, but I will do my utmost to fight and keep this horrible disease in hibenation as long as possible.
The thought of losing both parents in such a short space of time is devastating - I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.
I sometimes wonder what we have done so wrong - my parents have worked so hard in their lives, fought battles, been so kind and caring and this is how they are repaid???!
