MaleficentEvilSister
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4 days before we were supposed to leave for our Jan 2014 trip, my mom was rushed to the hospital with a brain tumor. However, upon further testing, it was not that simple, it was Stage 4 cancer that had spread from a HUGE mass in her lung into her brain to form 8 tumors.
We were told that if she didn't start treatment right away she had 3 weeks to 6 months to live. However if treatment was started that day with a very aggressive radiation on the brain and it worked she could have 6 months to a year possibly longer.
I was on the phone with Disney to cancel the trip when she took the phone from my hand and said.... " you will be on that plane on Monday morning! I will be here when you get back." After talking to my Dad, we decided to go as it was what she wanted. (he was afraid she would worry herself about "our canceled vacation" and not concentrate on the treatment) and as we were only going for 4 days, we went.
It was an ok vacation, as I spent a lot of time on the phone with Mom and her doctors. When I got back I spent as much time as I could with her. Sadly, the treatment didn't work and mom passed on Feb 5. (just 5 weeks after being diagnosed)
Do I regret going... No, cause my mom was one stubborn firm woman and if I wouldn't have gone she would have kicked my backside. I do regret the trip we planned when I got back didn't get to happen. (we wanted to take both my parents to Wilderness Lodge once her treatment was done and she was in recovery)
We were told that if she didn't start treatment right away she had 3 weeks to 6 months to live. However if treatment was started that day with a very aggressive radiation on the brain and it worked she could have 6 months to a year possibly longer.
I was on the phone with Disney to cancel the trip when she took the phone from my hand and said.... " you will be on that plane on Monday morning! I will be here when you get back." After talking to my Dad, we decided to go as it was what she wanted. (he was afraid she would worry herself about "our canceled vacation" and not concentrate on the treatment) and as we were only going for 4 days, we went.
It was an ok vacation, as I spent a lot of time on the phone with Mom and her doctors. When I got back I spent as much time as I could with her. Sadly, the treatment didn't work and mom passed on Feb 5. (just 5 weeks after being diagnosed)
Do I regret going... No, cause my mom was one stubborn firm woman and if I wouldn't have gone she would have kicked my backside. I do regret the trip we planned when I got back didn't get to happen. (we wanted to take both my parents to Wilderness Lodge once her treatment was done and she was in recovery)
What has happened you might wonder??
Had a guy from a restoration company come in last week (after putting up with it all summer and using rolls of vapor barrier, tap and countless tubes of chalking) to check it out, slight worry that it might be mold?? He whips out a massive black light and proceeds to shine it across the wall in the basement TV room, you know the room we basically LIVE IN!! It lights up like some disco club, bright blue streaks and spots everywhere. We had no idea what it was until he spun around to announce "only thing that glows that colour is CAT URINE" SERIOUSLY?? He then asked how many cats are next door, have kittens been born & are they perhaps scared? Uhm, 2 cats, numerous litters and does getting locked in a bathroom for hours perhaps make a cat nervous?? Seems if kittens are in the house and the male cat is also there it will spray door frames, window ledges and baseboards as a warning to other animals to stay out. Tick them off or scare them and yup they will spray/pee whatever & wherever they choose.
Won't even touch the issue that we both have new rotten dietary issues that will make eating out akin to walking though a mine-field blind.
Only I am sorry, I have no cake you give you.




