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  • I just got a call from my sister. What I thought - and prayed - was just my imagination isn't. She's sick again. She was diagnosed with B-cell lymphoma in the spring of 2009. She went through treatment, she was so strong my mom, and then had numerous follow up apppointments that have cleared her of the cancer.

    My sister told me that mom is only capable of making coffee right now, her husband has taken on all cooking and watching out for her. During the past few months while on the phone with her I would notice that she would be a little confused but then get back on track. Or she would stutter, but then find her thoughts again.

    I've always looked up to my mom, she has always been the strongest and most amazing person I've ever known. Now, she is ill, but she's only 68 and I'm having trouble reconciling the woman who raised me to the woman she's become. Later this week she'll have tests to determine if her problem is a blood clot, a brain tumor or Alzheimer's. Or something else entirely.

    I realize this may sound childish coming from a 48 year old woman, but I want my mommy back to normal, dammit.

    (The photo is of my brother, my mom, me and my sister at my late-husband's celebration of life in July 2010. She'd just finished her cancer treatment.)
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