Tuesday, Sept. 21, 2004
let's look at the evidence
my mum got sick so her doctor sent her for tests on her heart and her blood pressure. but eventually she got seen by the gynaecological specialist and my mum was diagnosed with a stage one a grade one cancer. she got called in for her operation and half her notes were missing so she ended up being admitted to the wrong ward. the medication she was taking for her high blood pressure was incorrect and had to be adjusted. they did the surgery and biopsies of the lymph nodes and the entire womb area including ovaries and cervix. she was found to have a stage two b grade three carcenoma in the cervix in addition to the endometiral cancer in the womb. mum was discharged from hospital a few days before the biopsy results came through and was horribly ill within a week and had to be readmitted about a week after the biopsy results, she was pumped full of antibiotics and discharged within a week in a cloud of confusion. mum was told it probably would be best to have her treatment at the marsden. the marsden have happily transferred her to colchester after frightening her by telling her she'd actually had all her lymph nodes removed. colchester said the appointment would be about 6 weeks away. the next day (thurs) they called and said she could be seen the following tuesday. today is tuesday. we turned up at the hospital and the appointment is scheduled for tomorrow. you know. I know it's not the first time that this kinda thing has happened. most people go through it at some point. people make mistakes, shit happens. but my mum is going through it at every fucking stage. she is having to move out of the home that she loves because she can't afford to live there and run it on her own. her sister is renagigin on the verbal agreement they had about the joint ownership of the property and is now saying that my mom didn't pay into the mortgage therefore has no right over the monies recovered from the sale of the property. mum is gonna move in here with me but that has its own added complications for us both. yesterday she spent most of the day in tears and wanted to jsut pack a bag and run away. the only thing stopping her was that she has no energy to get out of the fucking close on which i live and she has no cash on her. so you know. things are jsut peachy at the moment. through all of it I am somehow keeping it together and looking after us both. I am glad kevin is here staying with us as it provides a bit of light relief and gives me a break from talking to mom. I want to curl up on benny's lap and be stroked.
4:14 pm
and my toes
a brief run down.
do not covet wordly goods
jobbing
twats