Charles Bronson
old timey gentleman
took my mom in for some stomach troubles that just kept nagging at her, was told by her doc she most likely would need her gall bladder removed..
once i got her in to see the specialist they bounced us around a bit and ordered a bunch of different test.. i assumed they were milking her insurance as she has good coverage and thats what most places wil do when they strike gold on an insurance policy.. after a few days and seeing a few different docs, they informed us that she didn't need her gall bladder removed. nah, no worries then?
no, she has stomach cancer
so i am dug in , providing care for my old mom while she is on this slow decline into an illness that we know isn't going to end well. I'm all smiles and shits and giggles, i try to make her laugh and smile as much as i can - i can be a charming bastard ye. but on the inside I'm on fire boys, I'm just thinking what a sweet old woman she is and how she never did anything to anyone and this is gods great plan for her then.. this is it right
its a tough one lads..
after a year that was one kick in the balls after another, this has just about cut me in half.
you think you have problems, you think you have worries.. then you get a wake up call and realize you had no idea what real troubles were, what a real problem feels like.
let me tell you, in case you don't already know..
you only have one mother, and when she is gone - she is gone.
if you are lucky enough to still have your mom around happy and healthy - give her a call...
better yet, go to her house for no reason , just show up there and give her a big hug.
say everything you would want to say to her, as if you would never see her again.
because you never know, it might very well be the last time you see her.
and if you get a chance to say goodbye, if it turns ugly like its trying to here.. then bear up and save the tears for when she is gone. no time for that shit when really, everyday above ground is a good day
thats all i got. Bronson
once i got her in to see the specialist they bounced us around a bit and ordered a bunch of different test.. i assumed they were milking her insurance as she has good coverage and thats what most places wil do when they strike gold on an insurance policy.. after a few days and seeing a few different docs, they informed us that she didn't need her gall bladder removed. nah, no worries then?
no, she has stomach cancer
so i am dug in , providing care for my old mom while she is on this slow decline into an illness that we know isn't going to end well. I'm all smiles and shits and giggles, i try to make her laugh and smile as much as i can - i can be a charming bastard ye. but on the inside I'm on fire boys, I'm just thinking what a sweet old woman she is and how she never did anything to anyone and this is gods great plan for her then.. this is it right
its a tough one lads..
after a year that was one kick in the balls after another, this has just about cut me in half.
you think you have problems, you think you have worries.. then you get a wake up call and realize you had no idea what real troubles were, what a real problem feels like.
let me tell you, in case you don't already know..
you only have one mother, and when she is gone - she is gone.
if you are lucky enough to still have your mom around happy and healthy - give her a call...
better yet, go to her house for no reason , just show up there and give her a big hug.
say everything you would want to say to her, as if you would never see her again.
because you never know, it might very well be the last time you see her.
and if you get a chance to say goodbye, if it turns ugly like its trying to here.. then bear up and save the tears for when she is gone. no time for that shit when really, everyday above ground is a good day
thats all i got. Bronson