On December 29, 2008, my 50 year old mother was brought into the hospital for an MRI.
On December 29, 2008, my 50 year old mother was brought into the hospital for an MRI. For weeks she had been sleeping nonstop, losing her ability to speak, and overall acting out of character. The MRI showed a large and a small tumor. Two days later she was having brain surgery to remove what they soon found out was a Grade IV GBM. Through all of the treatments and hardships that followed in the next 5 months, she continued to be a shining soul. Though my mother and I had never had a strong relationship, we were able to get past everything and move forward together. Without that new bond between us I don't think I would have been able to be there for her as much as I was. The 5 month road was very bumpy, and there were not many days that looked to be good ones. Yet, she kept on cooking and baking (her passion and her career until the diagnosis) and living as independently as she could. It has now been a year and a half since she passed away. Every day is a new challenge to keep on moving forward for everyone in my family and all of her friends that have been left behind. The comfort we have been able to find is in support groups and talking with other people who have been affected by this horrible ordeal. The best lesson learned from all of this was that no matter how dark the road may seem there is always something to smile about. Looking through pictures and going through her old cookbooks helps remember the light that she was. If I am ever feeling helpless or sad I simply think about how every day, no matter if it was a good day or bad day, my mother found something to see in a new way and appreciated it for its pure beauty. My thoughts and heart go out to all those who have been affected by a brain tumor. Though there are many who have passed on and left us to share their stories, there are plenty out there who show hope that one day this will no longer be a killer.