Debbie and I would be sunk were it not for Mom's attitude about this fiasco called cancer. That goes without saying, my personal faith in God. I'd NEVER get through it without Him and neither would Mom.

Today in some ways was the absolute pitts. Deb, Mom and I arrived for Mom's treatment - came off without a hitch. EXCEPT... one of the technicians in the radar room asked Mom who the "older lady" was out there with her (that would be me).... so I was dubbed the "old woman" after that. Funny.

The visit with the ins. people after radiation was a TRIP. The lady came out and called through the entire waiting room (full of people and kids)... LULA Sprinkle?... and mom says back in a rather loud voice "LOLA Sprinkle". Of course I was laughing out loud by then and said BACK to her in a rather loud voice, "It's OK. We love it." And the lady was relieved and we dubbed Mom, "LULA".... The lady loved us... said WE were "keepers"...

The visit with the dr. was not what we wanted to hear. The brain tumors are there and won't go away. Cancer started in the lung... that is the starting point. Head has been treated and no more radiation after tomorrow's treatment.... but the lung is still not treated. No chemo by IV recommended at mom's age (and she doesn't want it anyway)... but the doc said we have the option of trying a chemo PILL and will talk about that after we have another CT scan in 5 weeks to see what's going on....

We wanted to hear that the brain tumors were going to melt away. Bummer.

We will take this a day at a time. Mom's attitude is great. Thank the Good Lord for that!