MagicJunkie
Earning My Ears
- Joined
- May 8, 2003
Thank you to everyone who has posted and shared your stories and advice on the recent threads of daughters who have lost their parents. It has been helpful to read others experiences.
I am a long long time lurker and not a Troll. But the story my recent loss is nearly unbelievable. I will keep my story short, just the facts. I do this mainly for myself. To see it written, to accept it happened, and to glue my heart back together and hope it holds. Tomorrow I must return to work and resume some semblance of normalcy. I am not ready.
I am 41 years old and recently lost both of my parents.
My Mother was diagnosed with recurring endometrial cancer on her spine in May of 2013. Her care was palliative because there was no hope for a cure this time around.
My Father was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer shortly after in July. His care was also palliative because the cancer had spread throughout his bones. The largest mass found in the exact spot as my Mothers.
I became the main caregiver to both of them. Months of daily trips to Moffitt Cancer Center, Juggling their various appointments. I have brothers who helped as much as their work schedule would allow. But sometimes it all was overwhelming. I had to quit my job, move in with them and sleep on a pallet in their dining room. (I miss that pallet. From it, I could see Mom in the living room and hear Dad snoring in his bedroom.)
My Mother passed away, with all of her children around her on May 22, 2014.
My Father passed away, with all of his children around him on June 25, 2014.
Tomorrow I must wake up and continue my life. I am not ready. I miss them.
I am a long long time lurker and not a Troll. But the story my recent loss is nearly unbelievable. I will keep my story short, just the facts. I do this mainly for myself. To see it written, to accept it happened, and to glue my heart back together and hope it holds. Tomorrow I must return to work and resume some semblance of normalcy. I am not ready.
I am 41 years old and recently lost both of my parents.
My Mother was diagnosed with recurring endometrial cancer on her spine in May of 2013. Her care was palliative because there was no hope for a cure this time around.
My Father was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer shortly after in July. His care was also palliative because the cancer had spread throughout his bones. The largest mass found in the exact spot as my Mothers.
I became the main caregiver to both of them. Months of daily trips to Moffitt Cancer Center, Juggling their various appointments. I have brothers who helped as much as their work schedule would allow. But sometimes it all was overwhelming. I had to quit my job, move in with them and sleep on a pallet in their dining room. (I miss that pallet. From it, I could see Mom in the living room and hear Dad snoring in his bedroom.)
My Mother passed away, with all of her children around her on May 22, 2014.
My Father passed away, with all of his children around him on June 25, 2014.
Tomorrow I must wake up and continue my life. I am not ready. I miss them.
