Other than the hospital visits, life went on normally in many ways. We finished the year of preschool, went to playgroup, kept up our grocery swapping with my friend Ashley, went to church like always, and spent time at Mom's house. She just wasn't there. I talked to her almost every day--usually quick chats, but enjoyable none-the-less. She loved feeling the baby kick when I'd go for visits. I loved showing her cute crafts I'd seen lately, helping her show Tami how to blog, and listening to her chat with her sisters.
One of my favorite memories from this time is from Monday, May 23. We hooked up our computer to the TV and called Mom on Skype--she joined us remotely for family home evening! We let our kids pick the opening song--Sunbeam (of course) and Mom joined right in with their little voices, hand motions and all. Our lesson was short (they usually are with our busy girls :) ) and it was titled "Heavenly Father and Jesus Love Me" from the nursery manual. Megan wanted to bear her testimony and one thing she said was, "I love Granny". So cute. Our closing song was "I Feel My Savior's Love" and it was pretty poignant to sing it with my Mom that night. Especially the line "He knows I will follow Him, give all my life to Him". Both of our voices were faltering a little by the end. But it was a great few minutes spent with her--even if it was remotely. I love the way primary songs make me feel. Here are the words--we only sang the first verse and chorus with her, but I really love the second and third verses also.
1. I feel my Savior’s love
In all the world around me.
His Spirit warms my soul
Through ev’rything I see.
Chorus:
He knows I will follow him,
Give all my life to him.
I feel my Savior’s love,
The love he freely gives me.
2. I feel my Savior’s love;
Its gentleness enfolds me,
And when I kneel to pray,
My heart is filled with peace.
3. I feel my Savior’s love
And know that he will bless me.
I offer him my heart;
My shepherd he will be.
Aunt Tobi came all the way from Malaysia. She arrived on May 28 and I got to pick her up at the airport. She had been traveling for more than 24 hours and didn't even want to drop her bags off at the house before going to see Mom at the hospital. So we took her straight there and I went to visit Mom too. Their tender reunion was another favorite memory from that time. Tobi walked in and just held Mom and told her she loved her while they both cried. Watching my aunts and my Dad care for Mom prior to and during an NG tube insertion was pretty amazing too. Tami was massaging her feet and talking calmly to help her relax, Tobi was holding her hands, Dad was at the bedside making sure the nurse had everything right. And it was.
Aunt Tobi came all the way from Malaysia. She arrived on May 28 and I got to pick her up at the airport. She had been traveling for more than 24 hours and didn't even want to drop her bags off at the house before going to see Mom at the hospital. So we took her straight there and I went to visit Mom too. Their tender reunion was another favorite memory from that time. Tobi walked in and just held Mom and told her she loved her while they both cried. Watching my aunts and my Dad care for Mom prior to and during an NG tube insertion was pretty amazing too. Tami was massaging her feet and talking calmly to help her relax, Tobi was holding her hands, Dad was at the bedside making sure the nurse had everything right. And it was.
Penny and Mom at the hospital, May 25
Mom and Tami, May 25
Mom and me, May 25 (31 and 3/7 weeks)
Stewart Beach with some friends, May 27
Dan's first attempt at ribs, May 29 (yum, yum)
Going to the neighborhood pool, Memorial Day May 30
Movie time with the cousins after a Memorial Day BBQ at my parents' house, May 30. Also, my Mom's best friend from growing up/high school/college came out for the weekend and it was great to finally meet Randy Jane. I enjoyed watching them interact and hearing stories from my Mom's childhood and high school years. The grandkids LOVED Randy (and her iPhone).
May 31 was one of the most challenging days I've ever experienced. My Mom was scheduled for surgery. Not to remove the rapidly spreading cancer, but a desperate attempt to find some way to bypass her bowel obstruction so she would be a candidate for more chemo. We were expecting a long and possibly complicated surgery. I spent the morning reading up on colostomy care since if the bypass was successful, she'd likely come home with one of those.
But then, a little after 2 pm, the phone rang. It was my Dad. He said Mom was still in the recovery room and was doing fine. He'd just spoken with her surgeon--the surgery had not gone as planned. When the surgeons opened her up, they couldn't believe how complex and advanced her cancer was. They couldn't even get to the bowel obstruction to attempt to go around it. They were able to place a G-tube (soft tube coming out from her stomach that would allow her to have a liquid diet--she hadn't been able to eat anything since she'd been in the hospital). There was nothing more they could do.
The plan now was to get her home as soon as possible. And then in my Dad's words--"She'll come home. And we'll have time. And there will be good days and bad days." But we were done with chemo and surgery and hope of a long life. It was hard. It was so surreal. I spent the next hour poring over talks and found a quote that helped me gather myself to take care of my kids and hold it together the rest of the day.
















































