As I suspected from my gene test,my mom has also developed breast cancer. She is terrified, but it seems very curable- like mine. She likes to say she is dying, which I don’t care for. I tell her not to worry, but she does, because she doesn’t know how bad or good the outcome of surgery will be.
I know it’s up to her, but I hate to think of her rejecting treatment. She is 82, but doing ok. She seems to be a little too anxious for heaven, which is frightening for me, because we’re so close. She’s my last parent and I’m attached.
She has other health concerns, but is also a hypochondriac. I try to assure her, but she has a one track mind. I’ve got to let her oncologist do the convincing.
Overcoming Cancer 