My best friend's mother was recently diagnosed cancer... The doctors can't figure it out. She will be having surgery, then chemo for the rest of her life. They said it isn't curable, but it is treatable. She has uterine cancer, and another type that they can't identify in her lungs. I love this woman. She was my work mom, while we still worked together. She is a universal mother. They are thinking that the type they found in her lungs is an incredibly rare one that my friend couldn't remember the name of. How strange that they found two different kinds. I am not really sure how to help my friend cope with this news, other than to not invade her time with her mother, and to help her stay busy... (She deals by keeping busy - that was her request). I am saddened by this news, and can only imagine what my friend must be feeling... Especially since her father just went into remission from lung cancer. Her sister is permanently disabled and currently unable to walk due to a military injury... One of the things we have in common is that our lives and families are buried in the ashes of tragedy... And yet, we go on. I'm really worried about her, and about her mother.
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