My mom is dying and would love your cards

artystamper · 11-17-2011, 06:15 PM

What terrible news Cindy - I'll be sending a card along and keep you all in my prayers

vickydee · 11-18-2011, 07:14 AM

So sorry to hear of your mother's battle with cancer, Cindy. My brother-in-law passed away 18 months ago of pancreatic cancer. It was sudden & serious & very difficult to face. Sending a card today full of thoughts & prayers for you all.

heartsong47 · 11-18-2011, 10:07 AM

So sorry to hear this Cindy, I popped a card in the mail today, from Canada, hope it dosen't take too long to get there, will keep her in prayer...hugs Jan

sumtoy · 11-19-2011, 01:15 AM

Sending of one tomorrow...So sorry

tracim · 11-19-2011, 12:06 PM

I am so sorry to hear of your Mom's battle, Cindy...and know how hard it is for you also!! I have a card I'm sending out Monday, and will be keeping you all in prayer!

KY Southern Belle · 11-20-2011, 04:36 AM

Now that I wiped my eyes so I can see my laptop monitor..thank you all so much from the bottom of my heart. Dad can't talk about the outpouring of love they've both received without crying and then I cry. We're on the phone a lot. Mom had to go to a wheelchair last week. They love their cards SO MUCH and it's the only thing that mom really looks forward to every day and sets her alarm to wake up when the mailman generally comes. She goes over them 2-3x each and shows dad every single beautiful detail and my dad is absolutely amazed and the pure beauty of them - you know how guys are - but he loves his too.

Thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for doing this for my parents and I will pay it back for all of the other RAK requests here. I just saw that PJill right above this thread now has a relative dying from cancer too.

I never, and I do mean never, maybe once, get personal on these boards but this has been the worst year of my life personally. I woke up on November 17, 2010, with lupus, rheumatoid arthritis and stage 3 kidney failure declaring itself in the most awful way. Spent between Christmas and NY in the hospital and nobody could really figure out how to "fix" me in a very small town in western KY except with massive doses of narcotics. So then we get relocated back to CA and since I'm from here, I'm all over it, but it was our 2nd cross country move in 4-1/2 years that threw my teenaged kids into a tailspin. So I'm a single married person and everything is on my shoulders and I'm constantly higher than a kite from 120 mg of Norco a day, yes, I said 120 mg, which is Lortab without the Tylenol in it. Even though I live 10 minutes up the road where I grew up, I'm not happy here for the most ungrateful reason - I didn't pick out my house so I have no connection with it. I'm sure many of you understand. I picked out all of my other houses and you just always knew that this was it. When I first saw this house, it was Oh. My. God. NO! I hate it! And we paid about 200K over budget that I wanted to and carried the KY house and this house for 6 months until the KY house sold that we lost $60K on. So my oldest son and his wife, who are both 26, and I was her biggest cheerleader and her only one, came out in August for a visit that resulted in all 3 of my younger children flying back to KY the day he flew back to NY, so I had all 4 of my kids on a plane heading back east within 1-1/2 hours of each other. My youngest 3 stayed with various families in KY. The move was really hard on them and mom is stoned; but I also got totally manipulated into letting them go back too because nobody called their father, nobody, not them, nothing. BUT, both dad and the faux husband have both told me that don't be surprised if Mike shows up on your doorstep on day. This sounds awful but I seriously don't know one single person who likes my DIL on both sides of the family and this includes friends too that have met her. I tried to be a good Titus 2 woman to her AND she's going to be the mother of my grandchldren whom I will probably never know considering we've only been allowed to spend one holiday with him since they've been married for 4 years. About a year ago in August, Mike sliced his leg open to the bone and it was a very serious injury. I left KY at midnight, had the neighbors watch my other 3 kids, to show them support and help them out. I had to stay in a hotel room and then when I got home, Mike called me up and told me he was "pissed" because I wasn't invited. Huh? That's a 14-hour drive! The red flag came up when it was time for his first bandage change and neither of them would let me come within a foot.

So in CA, I finally get referred to a doctor who figures me out and I've been walking around with stage 3 kidney failure for 1-1/2 years which really would have been nice to know in KY because that shows up with a simple blood test. When I called back there for my GFRs that were ran on me, they were all under 60. The MRI on my back in March showed nothing and I had another one out here in August and everything on both side of my spine from L1 to my tailbone was either herniated or bulging. Okay, no wonder. So now I have to wean off of these narcotics for the 3rd time in a year and start getting steroid injections into 80% of the nerves in my back and once the steroids wear off, which is generally about 10 days later, but on day 6 after the surgery, I get a horrible steroid flare that takes you out something bad. With the last surgery, he didn't knock me out all the way but paralyzed me so I wouldn't move during surgery and I felt him stick in the numbing stuff in the nerve and then burn the nerve ending, which is what sends the pain signals to your brain. So, for 8 hours, I can't walk. That was the most horrible feeling and I got a small taste of what it was like not to feel your legs and it's like a nightmare. I couldn't even flex my feet, nothing; but, I could crawl at least. So the latest steroid injection in my left SI joint decided to wear off last week and I had the chance to get it fried on Friday but didn't have anybody to drive me home at a follow-up MD appointment and now I regret that. I had scheduled an appointment for the Monday after TG but I am not going to make it that far or else I wouldn't be up at 4 a.m. this morning, so I'm going to go for the Tuesday at 10:30 spot they offered me but turned down because he was running behind the last time and that's why I didn't get knocked out and ended up having a nerve bleed which is what caused the temporary paralysis. Normally when I get the nerves fried, I come home and generally go about my day. Sometimes I take a nap, but never drive. So I was afraid he'd run behind again or whatever and got the 8:30 appt. So before Tuesday's operation, we're going to have a chat because I wanted to be knocked out. They use Fentanyl and Diprovan (the stuff that killed MJ), and I always wake right up from it instantly with no hangover.

I flew back to KY the first week of October to get my 13-year-old daughter, my 16-year-old son came home 3 weeks later and today I'm picking up my 18-year-old daughter in San Francisco, who is a senior in high school, and that 3-month long nightmare will end. I haven't spoken with my son and his wife but once for a pretty bad verbal beating that I won't take. After talking to the kids, they spilled about my DIL so I threw my pom poms in the trash. Unfortunately, I won't be talking to my oldest son until he can apologize and treat me with respect. We had a wonderful relationship until he met my DIL and even my dad acknowledged that and my dad doesn't speak ill of anybody at all under any circumstances. Of course I didn't listen to my "husband," because considering what type of "husband" and "father" he is, I don't trust his judgement at all. I did have my divorce ink dry in KY but all that was missing was him attending a 6-hour class that he got court ordered to do finally and then he moves to CA. So with the move, it was either give me your relo package or the kids and I are going back to NY. I got the relo package and I'm glad I did or else I wouldn't be able to be here for my dad now and I'm an only child.

So I'm going to get my left SI joint fried on Tuesday because it's causing a lot of pain and get the right SI joint injected with steroids, be crazy for about 3 days, get a day of sleep and then have my flare. Then the right side will need to get fried about 3 weeks later now that I know how long it lasts so I don't have to get in pain over that, and then get my shoulders done. After that, I should be rebuilt for 6-12 months for the SI joints and 18 months to 3 years for the rest of my back. And I pray to God that nothing else happens in the meantime.

There's so much emotional healing to do with my kids. It doesn't help that I have a neighbor up the road who wants to be a surrogate mother under the guise of "helping" me when I told her twice last week that I was spending time with my kids this weekend and she shows up at 6 p.m. last night wanting to do something with the kids. In my book, that's just completely disrespectful and she always asks the kids by texting or calling them rather than going through me so I had to put a stop to that. She's a neighbor, we live far, far out in the country, so you have to stay on good terms but she's getting the boundary setting talk real soon.

So, that's my year. I'm on the right medication regimen now where I'm not stoned out of my mind anymore because I barely remember the last year.

That's my story. I need to get rooted in a church here because I feel like I'm in a spiritual free fall of sorts or vortex, it's not good, so I covet your prayers there too.

Thank you for listening to me. I've told my former DT at CPC this story before but not in its entirety. Some of you were asking for my address and you can mail me at 4336 Rolling Hills Lane, Vacaville CA 95688.

In 12 hours, I will be with the Big Princess again and in about 13 hours, my kids and I will be under the same roof again and I've got to pull this family back together and nurture those kids. They've just been through too much in the past year. I've been the glue of the family and when I got sick, it all went to the pits and then add a cross country move to the mix, and it's chaos. Thank you for your prayers and for listening to me again. God bless each and every one of you.

irishgreensue · 11-20-2011, 10:03 AM

Oh, Cindy, have had this request in my "to do" box and finally got time today to get them done - they will go postal no later than tomorrow - So sorry you have to go through this but God is in charge and will keep you all in His arms - praying for Mom and Dad and your whole family -

May you all feel His Peace!!

Blooms in a Box · 11-20-2011, 10:16 AM

Cindy, praying the Father holds you close and is already whispering in your ears with peace. Will get this in the mail tomorrow, and work on one for dad too. Love, Pat

~Regina~ by patsmethers - Cards and Paper Crafts at Splitcoaststampers

scrappigramma2 · 11-20-2011, 01:15 PM

Oh Cindy... so sorry for this news but will work to get something out asap! Praying for strength and comfort for all of you!!!

hugs,
Grace

foxy67 · 11-20-2011, 07:54 PM

Just letting you know Cindy,I got the cards done, and made one for your father too, and will get them in the mail in the morning.

MelodyGal · 11-21-2011, 02:30 AM

Cindy, I just read your latest post and my heart breaks for you. I've sent your parents a card, but one is going out to you real soon. So sorry for your woes. Thanks for posting your address.--Hugs, Lorie

irishgreensue · 11-21-2011, 07:43 AM

Cindy, for some reason your long post yesterday was not showing when I posted, but boy, have you had a year !!! Praying for you to get the strength to do all you want to do and get your family back together, under your terms, and in line with the Lord!
Hugs and Prayers, and thanks for your address!! You need some happy mail!!