Blogging the Unbloggable

When you've had a blog for several years, the urge to spill your guts all over the internet subsides. Your kids get older, and you have to respect their privacy, and you start to value your own privacy more. Nevertheless, I'll give you the birdseye fly-over view on a couple of sensitive issues, because they're taking up a lot of my life right now, and I can't think of anything else to blog about.

We won't be going to Arizona for Christmas, because my mom has liver cancer.  She's on kimo, and can't take the chance of being around us, the germ factory. My mom has been plagued with cancer for about 40 years. I don't think it's an exaggeration to say that. She had breast cancer for the first time when I was 8. She had a mastectomy, did radiation and kimo, and survived. Then ten years later, she got it again on the other side, had another mastectomy, and survived once again. Just when you thought you had to have breasts in order to get breast cancer, ten years later it recurred on the spot where her breast once was. Sneaky little bastard. And then again ten years later on the other side! It's a cancer reunion every decade, and you're all invited to lodge in my mom's chest! After that they just started to give her monthly shots of kimo, which she's been on for several years. Apparently this made the accommodations in my mom's chest unsatisfactory, so cancer trashed the room, left no tip for the maid, and moved down to my mom's liver. I would say I'm optimistic she'll triumph once again, but the fact of the matter is she's 81, and you've got to go sometime of something. Honestly, I don't know how I will pick up the pieces if my mom dies-- or what my dad will do. But I'm not going there today. So that's sensitive issue number one. Stay tuned for more depressing posts!

Comments

[Terri]

Oh wow. I'm so sorry. What a heavy load to carry anytime - and the holidays with all the 'merry, merry - cheer cheer!' everywhere you go, making it even harder to maintain...At least, it was for me, after my mom passed suddenly (several years ago, now), the holidays seemed to be especially hard times to deal with, when the whole world was being so darn merry and cheerful, while I felt like my world had just crashed (fortunately, that sad holiday feeling has gotten less and less intense through the years. I don't know if it's helpful to know that, right now - but it's something I kind of wish I had known st the time - back then, I was afraid holidays would never ever be happy again - but they are, with only a hint of bittersweet, here and there...).
My thoughts and prayers go out for you and your mom, your family. May all be the best it can be for you - and for her - during this time...

[el-e-e]

I'm so sorry you can't go and be WITH her at Christmastime. That just blows, to be perfectly frank about it. I hope she'll be feeling good soon and that writing about it helps. How about a good old Internet ((((hug))).. ?

[Sam]

Oh, Sheryl. I'm so sorry. Stupid cancer. I know you want to be with your family at Christmas and I'm sorry that isn't happening. Sending you much love and more of those Internet hugs. The good thing about blogging for a long time is that you have people who really do care and want to be there for you along the way...

[juliloquy]

Sheryl, I'm so sorry. I am wishing you all the best through this rough time.

[Em]

I'm so sorry. I hope for a recovery for her but if not, peace for you all.

[Kira]

I'm so sorry. Cancer sucks.

[lizardek]

Shit, Sheryl, that sucks.