July 14, 2010
I Am Her Daughter
I couldn ' t look at them because I knew they ' d see what I was thinking. I mumbled something about going to get the car. I couldn ' t get out of there fast enough.
When I got outside I took in big gulps of air and bit my cheek to keep from crying. I didn ' t want Mom to see me like that today after the news she ' d just gotten. I wanted to be the strong one this time. " I am her daughter," I told myself, " I can do this.”
July 14, 2010
It ' s been three months and now there is another decision Mom has to make. She tried the chemo Dr. James suggested back in April. It hasn ' t worked. At the appointment today he told her there is an experimental study treatment available but the only place it ' s offered is in New York— all the way across the country. I was already planning it in my mind. How would we get her there? Could my brother and I take turns going to stay with her?
On the way home from the hospital Mom said, " Diane, let ' s go to that diner over there." We went in and she led me to a booth way in the back so we could have some privacy.
" Honey," Mom said to me after the waitress took our order, " I can see the wheels turning in your mind trying to work it all out but I want you to stop. I ' m not going to try the experimental drugs. I ' m done.
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