Mom went back to the ER once again this morning…had an emergency operation to see what’s been causing her stomach pains and vomiting. There was complete blockage of her bowels. That means everything she tried to eat, couldn’t go through all the way, so her body expelled them whatever way it could - vomiting. Because her cancer came back. They took out another 4 inches of her intestine. She’s in recovery right now, and in pain. She was supposed to have her last session of chemo this month. Her last one, and it was all supposed to be over. But no. She has to start a new series of chemo all over again. This is insane. I don’t know how much more we can take. It’s like we’re climbing this steep mountain, and we see the top, only to find out it was just a ridge. We’re half way up, so we still have the second half of this mountain to go. But we’ll keep climbing, no matter how hard it gets.
Day one: Dear ex boyfriend/girlfriend
Day two: Dear future/current child
Day three: Dear crush/ current significant other
Day four: Dear mother
Day five: Dear tumblr
Day six: Dear dad
Day seven: Dear future me (a year from now)
They say it’s great to have a best friend. There’s someone who will protect you. There’s someone who will make you happy, but are you willing to risk the friendship in exchange for the love that you always dreamed of?