april6263 wrote:

hi guys,  well....it has been an eventful few days.....we have had both rainbows and rain......on the good side WE ARE HOME!!!!!!!!!YAY!!!!!!!   they will be doing a chest x-ray and ct scan next week to determine how well the tumor has responded to the intense chemo then they will determine the next types and dosages to give her so our next hospital stay will probably be in a week and a half or so.......now on the rain side....well we had a doozy......we found out today that my son is NOT a match for her......her info is now being sent to the national bone marrow registry to see if we can find her a donor through them.....please pray that we will find a donor by the time she is ready for transplant.....she is in good spirits and we are trusting God that we will find her a donor....she is right now just glad to be home for a little while      

Awww. I am glad that you're home and bummed that your son isn't a match. I'll shift to prayers for a match on the National donors' list. I'm actually on it, enlisted by some boy scouts a few years ago.  Hugs!!!!!!
 

View, unobstructed wrote:

'Bot, dancing!    for vmmmom 



 

Oh my goodness. I couldn't view that before. That's pretty wild dancing!
 

CEK40 wrote:

JetmamaDiDi wrote:

vmmmomof3girls wrote:

Wow, I didn't hear about Tom's mother until now. I did hear about Doug Flutie's parents. It's both sad and romantic.

My aunt and uncle passed away in December, 6 days apart. My uncle had been caring for his wife, and then he was diagnosed with cancer. It was kind of a blessing that she went first because he was worried about leaving her. His final act of love was to bury her, and then he went promptly downhill. They were very religious, and he had told her when she was dying that he would see her soon.

 
So sorry about your aunt and uncle, vmmm....

I think people who have been close for a very long time often will their end after the other goes. It's very hard to let go and they can't imagine living without the other person. My grandparents died about 15 mos. apart. I've always believe my grandfather lost the will to live and just refused to take care of himself.

Vmmm, So sorry to hear about your aunt and uncle....

Thank you Jet and CEK. They were my "far away" aunt and uncle, who I didn't see often, but it hit my mother hard. Her brother actually died on Christmas Eve, so that was rough. She and my Dad went out to see them before they died, instead of going to the funerals, which was probably the right decision.

gabriele wrote:

KeepOnSinging wrote:

Good evening, or should it be good night, dear sisters of this traveling message board.  I have just returned from a brief trip with my son, the singer, to see my husband who has battled bi-polar illness since 1977.  There is a very, very long story here because beginning with Feb. of 2015, for the first time since the spring of 1977, my husband has been free of delusions. The most difficult years of this entire journey have been the past ten years, with an emphasis on the past four years, two of which I have spent with you all on this board.   My younger son, the singer, has never known his dad when his dad was well.  So I was glad that he was with me because even though his dad is not in good physical shape at all, he is back to being himself, the man that I fell in love with and married in 1964.  He turned to our son and said, "Our family has been shattered.  I am so sorry.  I want to see healing."  And then, for the first time in 26 years he looked at our son, and said, "I want to pray for you, for us as a family. I am so sorry for the things that I have done to hurt the people I most love."

This beautiful song I am posting is for everyone, but it is especially for you and our niece, Annie,   As a teen I loved this song and this recording, so it is dated.  My mom always put music on in the morning as an alarm for her five children.  No jarring alarms.  And this was often the song.   I was happy to find it on You Tube.[color=#ffffff !important]3:40[/color]Dick Anthony's 16 Singing Men - "He Giveth More Grace"Norman Borge  

  ​That's such a touching story.   I am glad that he makes amends now.  My father who passed away last year had bipolar disorder too.  He was diagnosed in the early 80s after my brother and I had moved out at ages 16 and 18 respectively.  The signs were there all throughout my childhood, i.e. there were years of him not talking to me during childhood.  We lived in a small country town then.  Unfortunately there was such a stigma attached to mental illness and divorce that our mother's aim was to hold it all together and pretend all was well.  To this day, I am convinced that living her life like that make her sick and ultimately lead to her untimely death.   It never came to your kind of happy ending.  My Father had a stroke some years ago and was unable to talk thereafter.  He had lived in the same place for half a century, but the people who came to his funeral could have been seated around my kitchen table.  Sad story....  So glad for your son to be able to make sense of it all.       
 

 Awwww, Gabriele.....I'm so sorry to hear about your father and the impact his illness had on your family.  I don't think we do a very good job of diagnosing and treating people with mental illness in this country even today.  It still seems to be something that often carries a stigma and that doesn't really help the patient get better or even seek treatment.  You would think with all the advancements in medicine over the decades that treatment of mental illness would be better.