The Big C

It has been rearing it's ugly head a great deal of late. It never ceases to amaze me how unfair it all seems.  In my work world, one of my colleagues at a sister school was diagnosed with cancer of the throat a few weeks ago. She has undergone some pretty radical surgery of late. The husband of one of my colleagues has had cancer for over a year now. It has gotten worse and what they wanted to operate on has now become inoperable. It is incredibly sad.  The mother of one of our school's youngest students had battled and won, we thought. It is back now, with a vengeance and she is about to undergo a radial treatment where she will be isolation for 6 months...away from her little ones. Today was their last day with us. very sad.

And now the personal touch. My mom's results came back a couple weeks ago. The cancer has spread. They were able to get her in very fast and we spent last week in the city while she had all her lymph nodes on one side, removed. Her face and neck are a hot mess of stitch after stitch. Watching my dad in there.....he was so sad. Broke our hearts. Mom is at home now under home care and very weak. Our next stop, regardless of the results of the tests, will be the Cancer Clinic.

All this from a mole.

Last week was the first time I verbalized "My mom has cancer."  It did me in. Even just typing this...I am breaking down.

She is so strong, but it just seems like a battle we can't win.

It is just not fair.