My 87-year-old mother-in-law was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer this past week. From what we are told she will begin chemo on friday. She has anywhere from 6 weeks to 3 months to live.
Of course she says she is fine. That is what she always says.
She went to physical therapy today and showed them that she could make a tea. She wants to go back to her home. She is being a good patient, and doing what she is told.
She is living. Living life. Not living like she is dying!
Several years ago we watched her husband begin to fail. We watched as he began to live like he was dying. It was very difficult. We watched as he gave up doing the things he loved. We watched as he stopped walking. We watched as he stopped eating. We watched as he faded away until he died.
Mam, as we call her, will not do this. I know she won’t. She will keep trying to do things. She won’t give up.
She has already said, “I guess I will just live till I die.”
and isn’t that what we are all doing anyway?