It came too soon...
The doctors assured us we had at least a year. In fact, they thought she may never have to have another surgery.....once again, I put my faith in the medical profession only to have that faith stomped on and torn to shreds. This coming Tuesday my mother will be going in for a Craneotomy aka, the BIG one. They will be removing not just one, but several clusters of tumors from her brain. It's a minimum of a 3-6 month recovery with physical therapy, she will lose her sense of smell, and there's a large possibility she will never be the same again. How does this affect me, besides the obvious? Well, I'm moving home (temporarily) to help my dad take care of her, and by the terrible chance that something goes wrong, more than simply my residential status will be changing....but I'm not thinking about that possibility right now. I just don't understand why this keeps happening? Why my family? I know other families have their difficulties too, but come on....I think it's about time my family got a break....Anyways, if you know my mom and wouldn't mind, I'd really like as many people to pray for her as possible on Tuesday. I can't imagine life without her...