My mum passed away
It’s ironic, I hated seeing these posts when I was looking for help and advice through my mothers glioblastoma journey. We had Hell of a ride, 2 years and 9 months. She passed away 22 September, the day after my 27th birthday.
When the doctors told us there was nothing else to do, I knew this time that it was over. She was tired and weak. The last times we flew abroad, did treatment in turkey and Germany, and we thought it would be all right.
I feel numb. I feel weird that I don’t cry that much. I just feel severely depressed. She was my best friend. And I hate this fucking disease. I can’t believe I’m motherless. I think I’m in deep denial. I’m so sorry for anyone going through this. Good luck on your journeys. I have a lot of material and if anyone needs help, I will absolutely help.