Introduction

Welcome to my blog about my mom, Loretta, and our journey through learning of her cancer and treatment.

Just a little background. Mom is 61 and hadn't been to a doctor in about 18 years until this past June 2011. The reason for this is due to the surmountable cost of insurance, even when your spouse has insurance it can be cost prohibitive.
So, Mom finally got approved by JPS in June and it was a good thing too, she had Basil cell carcinoma on the bridge of her nose. She underwent surgery to remove the tumor and plastic surgery reconstruction. She also has high blood pressure and Thyroid problems. We thought she was finally getting the attention she was missing and was going to be OK. Boy were we mistaken.
Mom started having some abdominal pain the first of January 2012. After talking with her and the pain getting worse, she finally agreed that she needed to go to the clinic or ER.
The following blog posts chronicle the events since then. Future posts will continue to explain treatment, issues concerning her condition and general comments.
I appreciate you taking the time to learn about what it means to be diagnosed and this type of cancer. Mom has been a trooper so far, she says "I'll beat this".

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Day 5 in hospital

5/5/12 - Saturday

Mom is still in extreme pain. Her fluid build up in her abdomen, called Ascites, is not helping her pain. They came and did a sonogram to give the dr an idea of here the bulk of he fluid is so that they could possibly drain it and give her some relief. Once they reviewed the scans, they determined that her fluid is in layers and it's too difficult to drain it outside the OR. They will drain the fluid on Monday in the IR department.
We also discussed her pain levels a few days ago and that pain management may have some options to relieve her pain. If all goes well, Tuesday they will do a pain block in her spine. They will literally sever the nerves that supply the abdomen area of the liver. It's possible they could regenerate, but it would take months to do so.
Mom has also vomited some brownish-red fluid. It could either be an ulcer or the tumor has infiltrated her digestive track.
It's so hard to watch her deteriorate like she is. Last week at the dr she weighed 115, today, being weighed in the bed, she is 132! She hasn't Ben 132 since January.
She's scared and worried and doesn't want to be alone.
Feeling helpless isn't all that I feel, but I can't let mom see any of that in my face or my voice. She need to know I'm her rock and that I'll be here for her.

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