Well...I Guess I've Gotta Tell Everyone Sooner or Later
So, some people currently know my family situation. And most of you don’t, but seeing as the conflict has been dealt with head on. I guess its time to start telling the story…
If you are going to give me sympathy bullshit inbox messages and reblogs and blah blah blah. Please stop reading. This is not for any of that. This is for the fact I love my mom a lot. And want people to know how much of a fucking trooper she is.
About 3 weeks ago, my mom found some startling stuff going on with her body and decided she needed to have an immediate meeting with her doctor. She met with the doctor and they both realized how serious the issue could be. They then ran some tests and came to a conclusive result. But…
Of course, my mom is a lot like me. She doesn’t want her life to be an open book (kinda ironic I use tumblr huh…anywho) so she only told my dad what the results showed and from there she told her boss and my dad told his boss.
My dad then began working from home, all week. And this is when I realized something was up. Last thursday…the sat my brother and I down and turned off the T.V. My dad looked at me…and said tumor.
Cancer.
I looked at my mom, she was sitting there Solemn. Indifferent. Ready to fight this shit head on.
My dad told me she had a tumor in her upper breast, it was a rare type of cancer that did not effect her breast but rather effected her body in general. He told me that he’s giving me my license early so I can drive my brother places, and he told me shit is gonna be tough.
I was in complete and total denial. The woman who is my role model, my teacher and most importantly. MY MOTHER. Was sitting there, she looked fine. She felt fine. She was out and about, driving, walking.
And she has cancer? There’s nooo way…
It hit my family pretty hard. My grandma cried for a long time when she heard it. And the rest of my family was extremely concerned and such…so today was the defining moment.
She went in and had surgery. Not only did she fuck shit up. But the surgeon said there was no serious cancer spread, her body had little damage, and the recovery will be simpler than we expected. But that doesn’t mean we can take it lightly. Its gotta be dealt with. No excuses.
So the whole reason I did this was because I love my mom to death. She truly is a fucking trooper…my dad sounded like he was gonna cry when I talked to him today after the surgery. The fact that she can beat this, no problem at all. Is a major relief. And seriously, the best news of my entire life.
I also came out of my denial today. And I could end up snapping when she gets home, and I see her in this zombie like state.
But anyways…please. None of that sympathy bullshit. None of the “Oh I’m sorry” or the “I will pray for you”. You don’t need to tell me anything. You shouldn’t use this as excuse to get “close” to me, and if you decide to play games with this. I will flat out ignore you. I’m sorry, but this shit is really serious to me.
Just understand this though, its gonna be tough. So hugs and distractions are gonna be helpful. But trust me, I know when your being phony with me.
All I want you guys to do, is remember this. But don’t let it effect you. Because if your not already giving me your best, then I don’t want to hear the rest.
Thanks guys <3.