A hard fought battle

It doesn’t seem possible that last Christmas I was sitting with my family thinking life could never be better and just 3 months later I would learn that my mom had Stage 3 Type 4 bile duct cancer. Despite the luck that she was able to have the Whipple on April 9th, the complications that arose were unbelievable. She was in the hospital until July1st. Early in August we learned that the cancer had returned to her liver. She needed drains put in to alleviate the fluid that was filling in her abdomen. She opted to try chemo and radiation. She only had one round of chemo and two days later on August 21st she became disoriented and minute by minute, as we struggled to understand what was happening; her bp dropped and she was in ICU on full life support within hours. It was a bad dream that became worse. Doctors discovered that she was in septic shock and within a day all of her major organs had shut down. My brothers, my dad and I were with her in her final moments of life on earth. She drifted away peacefully. I miss her every minute of everyday. I have so much anger for this disease and can’t believe that when she was diagnosed I actually was sad that I might only get a few years with her…less than 6 months it was! She was an amazing person and the best mom in the world.