My mom has lung cancer. She just had to move into a convalescent home where she’ll get 24 hour care and she has to have oxygen at all times. Because of her age & general poor health, the doctors can’t do much. Today I brought over a lot of her clothes and other items. Visiting her empty apartment and going through her stuff is very depressing.
Tomorrow will be the first Thanksgiving (and it also happens to be my birthday) when we won’t be able to go out to a nice dinner together.