Both of my Grandmothers died form cancer. I was young when my fathers mother passed away, and don’t remember a whole lot of her. When my mother’s mom passed away, I was in my senior year of high school, so I got to know her very well. I took her loss pretty hard, but it didn’t hit me until a while after she had passed away. I got to see her that last summer before she passed on when she lived in Myrtle Beach, as we took vacation down there each summer to visit my grandparents. She was not there most of the week and came home a day or two before we left, as she was in the hospital getting chemo.
My mom and aunts went down to see her that summer and were back and forth over the next few months up until she passed in December. I never really got the chance to say goodbye. She had ovarian cancer, and when they thought that it was all gone, they switched her chemo therapy. When they did that, the cancer spread to her intestines. By that time it was too late, as there was nothing they could do back then. She basically starved to death the last few months of her life. The last pictures we have of her are hard to look at, as she was so thin in those last months.
I post all this because my wife found a lump that was causing her pain a few days ago. She went in to the doctors today, only to find out there are two lumps, not just the one. She has to go in and have some tests done to determine what the lumps are and if they need to be removed. I’m hoping these are just benign lumps or even cysts that post no threat to her health. She has had enough problems with her health since child hood on up, we don’t need any more problems…