Monday, November 13, 2017

The struggle of being a mom with cancer, from the author of ‘Cancer Hates Kisses’

Ten months after giving birth to her second child, my friend, who was nursing, felt a lump, but assumed it was a clogged milk duct. She was 35, had no family history of breast cancer and had recently had a healthy pregnancy. Then she became short of breath and tests revealed lung cancer, as well as tumors in her eyes, spine, neck and hips.

The Unique Challenges for Younger Caregivers

“This must be your grandmother.” I get that a lot. My mom was 42 when she had me, and although she avoided wrinkles until late in life and colored her gray hair a medium ash brown, she always seemed a little old for her age.

Now that my mom lives in the memory care unit of an assisted living facility, sits in a wheelchair and wears her hair white, our 42-year age gap is even more pronounced. Most people at the facility – residents and workers alike – are amazed when I say, “Actually, I’m her daughter.”