My mum has been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer 2.5 years ago. She was told that it was inoperable and that she had 18 months max. She underwent chemotherapy and was told that she had a great response and was operable. They operated and her recovery was barbaric but she underwent chemo and was told she was cancer free…
We were elated thinking she had beaten it against all odds. She was called a “miracle” despite the brutal recovery.
Then it returned not long after. She was given a different chemo and it was shrinking. She suffered side effects from the different chemo and her mood was very low.
She had 6 months off due to the side effects (numbness in her fingers and sores in her mouth) and the fact that the chemo had worked and had kept her cancer manageable even though it had spread (was primary bowel cancer spread to her liver. Now in her lungs)
After her 6 months off, her scan said that it was growing again and that she needed more chemo. She didn’t want more and was saying that she would let nature take its course. Which Ofcourse upset all of us. She hadn’t been completely incapacitated by chemo, she had had some semblance of a normal life so we couldn’t understand her reasoning.
She is now back on the chemo but is a very bitter and angry woman who takes no joy from life. The woman who was my mum is now gone. It’s as though she is jealous of everyone else and their ability to live their life. I have tried to get her to speak with macmillan or to go to therapy but she won’t. I know this sounds so selfish, but I want my mum back. Every conversation turns to cancer and death and I don’t see the pin t of prolonging life if she is going to spend it miserable. I want my mum here for as long as I can but this woman is no longer my mum.
Has anyone else been through this?