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  • ~One Shoe Dropped - Ever So Lightly~

    Back on Feb 20th I wrote a story about my mom possibly being sick again. She'd been diagnosed with B-cell Lymphoma in May 2009, went through an intensive chemo treatment and since then had been cleared of anymore cancer. She'd been experiencing odd changes over the last 6 - 9 months that my family thought were either due to aging or side effects of the chemo. Her memory seemed a little scattered, she would struggle to find the right words and get frustrated, cooking was becoming an issue for her and we just figured that's what sometimes happens.

    She was scheduled for a slew of tests.

    ~Second Shoe Dropped - A Little Bit Harder~

    While waiting for her test results my mom's husband finally admitted to my siblings and I that it was more than just a little frustration and cooking challenges. One of the things that shocked me the most was that she can't play cribbage anymore, yet she'd been playing for at least 50 years (she's 68). Why? Because she doesn't recognize numbers and can't write them. That scared the hell out of me. How can something seemingly ingrained just be gone?

    We continued to wait for the test results, and then waited some more.

    ~Third Shoe Dropped - Smack~

    My brother called today and told me that the test results for our mom is advanced Alzheimer's, by 10 years, advanced more quickly due to the intense chemo she'd undergone as part of her cancer treatment. At the sound of those words I was simultaneously shocked, numbed and scared like hell for her. I thought sure it would be that she'd had a stroke or some kind or seizure that messed with her brain. Because I think that would have been easier for her to handle. That it meant her brain was possibly fixable.

    But it's not.

    When will the next shoe drop? Because you know it will. And it's going to drop hard.
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