I can’t really find the words to say what I need to say. Maybe there are no words. Just this desperation that keeps bubbling up inside me with nowhere to go.
What’s the best way to do this? Rip it off like a bandaid?
My mom is probably going to die of cancer. She probably doesn’t have very long. It’s probably going to be awful.
The CT report hasn’t even left us much room to hope for a better outcome with the biopsy. Short of a complete miracle, the writing appears to be on the wall. We will likely know by next week.