So much for time healing wounds.
We didn't even get a diagnosis. She just---well we let her go after a week in ICU not really knowing what was wrong but knowing were it bad she would not fight it. I hate her doctor for not knowing. I would kick his ancient ass if I could. Who misses a cancer especially lung cancer diagnosis!? She never smoked but had all the signs. RED FLAG, old man! I hope he feels my pain every second of every day. I want him to remember her when he leaves too. I want him to remember what his ineptitude cost me. And frankly, I hate myself every day for not figuring it out.
Almost 2 years. I miss my best friend. Every day. Every minute. 34 is too young to lose your Mum.
Please. No talk of god or heaven or any of that crap. Some people DON'T believe in that stuff, ok?