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January 15, 2006


Lut C.

I'm sorry to hear about your mother-in-law's illness. I'm sorry modern medicine can't offer much in terms of a cure, or even relief for that matter. I hope you can make the best of the time you have left together.


there are just no words.

i am so sorry.

labia lady

Fuck cancer and the horse it rode in on.........

I am so sorry, I hope you all find the strength you need to carry you through this time.


My heart goes out to you and your family Pat. Take care.


I am so sorry.

I hope the doctor in Colorado has been convinced to reconsider.

But meanwhile, I am just so sorry.


You are so right about statistics, when its you, its 100%. Lean on us during this difficult time.

My Ming Mei

I am so sad for you and your loved ones.


I'm so sorry. Cancer truly is an evil disease.


I am so sorry. My thoughts are with you and your family.

Anna H.

Oh god, Patricia. I'm so sorry.

I'm thinking of you and the whole family.



What can I say? 'I'm sorry' just sounds so banal, and yet...I'm so damned sorry.


Oh g-d, Patricia. I hated reading this as it wretched into my heart. The hopelessness, the feelings of not being able to help her is unbearable. I'm very sorry.



I'm so sorry Patricia. Your family is in my thoughts and prayers.


Bless her. I'm so terribly sorry for your family's loss. You're in my thoughts.


Alex/Infertile Gourmet

Oh my...I am sorry. Amazing she has made it this far and terrible how she must be so uncomfortable and in pain.

I remember when my Grandma died of gallbladder cancer....I was so close to her. When I found out I cried and cried. I did go to the funeral and am so glad that my parents took me. I saw her there as a small child knowing she was somewhere else...I knew someplace peaceful because she looked peaceful. Death became an ordinary yet extrodinary event that shapes what we call life. Her memory has stayed alive because she made an impression on me. When I have a cocktail I am reminded of our cocktail hour we shared. Her with a normal one and me with mmy koolaid/lemonade/cherry mmixture :)

Somedays when she seems the farthest away from me I will see a woman who looks like her and always she wears the same perfume. The memories assert themselves as permanet residents. I could not forget her even if I wanted to because of who she was.

Sorry to ramble. I know your questions were more rhetorical but basically what I am saying is that I can only imagine the imprint she has made on your lives and your child. I wish memories were more than they are...fleeting grasps of the past. I would rather have her here to hug and to know now so please just get the hugs in and enjoy her. Thinking of you and your family.


Just web jumping at lunch when I saw this post. I certainly feel for you and your family but it sounds like there is a great deal of grace to be thankful for around your MIL.

I work in hospice and I would highly recomend looking into a document called "The Five Wishes" which allows a patient and family to have guided discussions about what your MIL might want as time passes {everything from if she would prefer to be more awake and in pain or in less pain and asleep to what kind of music she would like to have around her when she is more stationary}.

I wish you genuine shared laughter in the days ahead.


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