Those 4 words never sounded so good
til the June morning
in my mom's hospital room.
It began when my mother was admitted to the hospital
for a really bad infection in her bladder.
It was November 21
when they called us to her hospital room
to tell us my mom had a mass tumor
it was big in her stomach
and it was malignant.
They went over a couple of options
but all I heard was MDAnderson & biopsy.
That same night at about 2 a.m.
my mom got dressed
called my stepdad
and walked out of that hospital,
she wanted to go home.
The next morning
we went to talk to the surgeon
to find out what does this mean,
how long does she have by refusing treatment
& he said 15 days
I was so scared
I couldn't accept losing my mom
my only parent
since dad died when I was 5 yrs old.
My stepdad was an ok kinda person
just not involved with our lives growing.
So 15 days,
to pray, to beg, to cry,
to spend time with my mom.
I didn't judge her decision
she's my mom
she has earned the right to decide what she wants.
My siblings didn't see it that way
but really what can you do.
I asked everyone I came in contact with
if they could say wish good luck for my mom,
I mean everyone.
The day came and went
and she did sleep a lot
but my stepdad says she seems ok,
when I'd go visit her
I would just sit and stare at her
I imagine she probably felt like a specimen under a microscope
because she'd just cough
and all heads turned to her glasses of water
in every direction
my poor mom.
Then 7 months later
she ends up back in hospital
because her bladder is hurting real bad.
I remember sitting there
just me and my granddaughter
because she really wanted to visit her G.G.Ma
and I watched her do her crossword puzzle
trying to sneak in a picture here and there.
The oncologist walks in the room
asks my mom how she feeling
she says I feel fine
can I go home now?
The Dr then says
but I cannot be your doctor
so I cannot make that decision.
She looks confused
so I asked what did my mom do now?
and looked my mom straight in her eyes
he says I'm a cancer doctor
since all your tests came back clear
I cannot be in charge of your care.
I'm looking at him
wide eyed big goofy smile
and as I turned to see my mom's reaction
she picks up her crossword puzzle
says as casual as can be
"See I told you I wasn't sick!"
I could only manage to say
"yup you sure did mom."
That was 2 and a half years ago
and she's still mouthier as ever
but I went and thanked everyone
because I truly witnessed a miracle first hand.