What Next?

Lillie Fuller

What Next?

Lillie Fuller
I took my mom twice last week to visit my brother. My son left his car for me to travel in because my car doesn't have air conditioning and it was in the triple digits last week.

We went first on Tuesday and when we got in the room my brother blurted out, "Well, Mom, I have cancer!" My mom asked what happened and his response was, "I ate a jalapeno." We all laughed. We didn't talk much about the cancer, we just visited, talked about his kids and grands and mine. It was a nice visit; Mom and I stayed about an hour and then we came home. It seems we had very little to talk about on the way home. We were just enjoying each other's company. We did talk about what we had heard previously, that the cancer was in three organs and my brother would undergo chemo when his surgery from the colostomy healed. My mom asked permission to tell her siblings because my brother has always been the favorite nephew. My brother said that was fine, that he didn't mind that they knew. We talked about the flowers on the hospital grounds, my brother is pretty proud of them because he planted them and takes care of this one beautiful garden area. He is a groundsman and maintenance. Before we left I pushed my mom over to that garden area and took her picture. I also showed her the other flowers and landscaping on the hospital grounds. The picture here is my mom by the garden area. We couldn't go in because the sidewalk stopped there and she didn't want to go four-wheeling.

On the drive home I couldn't help but think about my Aunt Jean. She just passed on a few months ago, but she was always the one I went to with the "heavy" stuff. My mom was napping and I was having this little conversation, in my head, with my Aunt Jean. She was telling me that my brother has lots of support right now and I need to pay attention to my mom. Perfect sense, huh?

We came home and my mom asked that I call one child of each of her siblings and tell them the news except for her younger sister who she wanted to tell in person because they are the closest and my mom thought she would take it the hardest. My cousin brought my aunt over and my mom told her about my brother.

On Wednesday night, that aunt called me and wanted to know if when I took my mom back to see my brother if she could ride along We went the next day, early, and Auntie Alice went with us. We didn't get to visit with my brother much because they were changing the ostomy bag and doing other things that we couldn't be present for. We didn't talk about cancer but they brought my brother a popsicle and it was orange. I offered to open it for him and he told me he couldn't eat orange that they were bringing him another one. I told him that orange was my favorite and why didn't he like it. He told me that the orange gives him gas, it bothers his stomach, then he said, "I guess that doesn't matter now huh?" Broke my heart to hear it. We left and came home.

Later in the day my sister went to see my brother and came by, the doctor came in and told my brother that it was Stage 4 colon cancer and they give him nine months to live with Chemo and three months without. The cancer is also in his stomach and pancreas.

On Friday my brother had a biopsy on his liver; we didn't hear any results of that. Yesterday, Saturday, my mom didn't want to go but my sister and her family went and came by on their way home. The biopsy for cancer in the liver was positive and the doctor says they will only be providing comfort care. That was the news. I have no idea if they will still do chemo. I tried to get my mom to go today but she doesn't want to go so we will have to wait to hear news from my sister who, I'm sure, will go again today.

My mom and I will go one or two days this week. She has a couple of medical appointments we need to take care of. I ask you all just to keep my brother and the family in your prayers. This is so hard to deal with.  I keep thinking of all these things I want to tell my brother.  I have texted him twice but I'm getting no response so I think maybe my sister-in-law is keeper of the cell phone. I guess I will write him a letter and hope he gets to read it himself or someone will read it to him. I don't think I can hold it together to tell him how I feel.

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