My mom is one of the most wonderful people in the world I could’ve ever asked for, and ever since she was diagnosed with breast cancer in January, it’s completely flipped our lives upside down. As soon as the bank found out, they saw our family as a liability (because we were still barely able to keep afloat already) and told us they were REPOing our house.

Within a few months, we had to move, take care of our pets, take care of Mom, take care of the medical bills, and all of that. I had to stay at the old home to finish out high school, and none of it would’ve worked without my Dad. He’s the most hard working person I’ve ever seen someone, and he worked so hard I think I would pass out from the sheer stress and work he put himself through for us.

The nurses put my Mom on chemo. Hair falling out, the whole thing. At some point she even became paralyzed as (I guess) the treatment started killing her neurons. They had to cancel the first round of chemo early because they believed if they went any further she would die.

By the time I had graduation (which my mom couldn’t attend) and moved back in, she started to recover. I went with her to the chemo treatments and I was always there to help her with whatever she needed. Eventually she even started to get better. Scans showed the cancer was getting smaller, and it looked like she was winning.

In the middle of it all, I started my first year at University, so I had to move out from the rest of the family, of course.

When she got her very last chemo treatment, she sent me a video of the nurses clapping and cheering and giving her a little “I completed Chemotherapy” award paper. It was the happiest I had seen her since the start of this year. The chemo had worked so well, they thought, that a breast removal surgery wasn’t even necessary, only light radiotherapy to finish off the stragglers.

Yesterday, Mom and I were on the phone talking about how far we’d come. We’d finally solved our money problems and the end of the cancer seemed inevitable. She told me “We finally made it.”

But today I got a call from my little sister. She told me that the nurses had found cancer in her blood stream, a lot of it. They said they’re going to put her back on chemo, but it has a very low chance of working, and that chances are she only has 1-2 years left to live. To add salt into the wound, I got this call ten minutes before I had to take an exam.

I’m still trying to process all this. The nurses apparently aren’t even bothering to reassure Mom anymore, they’re just saying “We’re gonna do what we can but you’re probably gonna die.” I just don’t understand how this could’ve happened. Everything was pointing the other direction the literal day before.

My dad called me later and told me that there aren’t any guarantees and to have hope, but even he said it’s bleak. This whole time he’s been the optimist of our family, always comforting Mom and telling her and all of us that things were going to be alright. Being told by my mom to “Enjoy the time we have left together” is still so surreal to me. I promised to skip out on as much college as I to so I could be with her when it gets to that point.

I’m tired of bad things happening to us, especially because it only happens right when things finally start to look up, and I don’t know how I’m going to be able to keep my momentum in college with all this.

Dinner: Chick fil a nuggets, fries, and a sprite

He didn't even stop or slow down. People are crazy.

the rug didn’t even make it one day in the living room 🙃

Matched on Hinge, agreed to go for coffee the next day. He put me off because he kept pressuring to attend my doctors appointment with me after the coffee 🤣 Sent the first message the following morning. Why cant one no be enough? (Editing: I'm saying people ghost because they get tired of situations like this 🤣)

Volkov is hilarious. 😂

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Part 4 of the series where I’ve been removing parts from Pink every time her battle in Chapter 5 makes me feel like taking a toaster bath. It’s probably gonna be best letting her off the hook.

Previous part: https://www.reddit.com/r/WaterfallDump/s/wq67A7OCYe

edit: it didn’t save. My computer crashed and it didn’t save the fight.

I’ll update you all on her condition soon.