I Did It!
I finally told my mom about the whole ordeal of the last few months. It felt really good to tell her and the words just came out of my mouth--wasn't really planned. We were talking about doctors and I mentioned how I didn't like mine so much. She was confused because I liked her before. "AHH, new doctor," I said. And it all just came out. Of course, one of the first questions from her was, "So if you get married and are at a place where you want babies...can that happen?" Mom so desperately wants to be a grandma! I explained to her about the options there are, and that not every exposure means infection, blah blah blah. I think she was hurt that both my brother and my sister knew but she didn't, which is understandable.
I just didn't want to stress her out needlessly, and she's been going through a lot of crap lately too--to which she compared me to her mother. One of their conversations went like this:
Grammy: "Oh, I'm so tired. I don't know how much more of Disneyland I can do. I'm just going to sit down."
Mom: "Is something wrong?"
Grammy: "I went to the doctor this morning. I'm just a little worn out."
Mom: "Why did you go to the doctor?"
Grammy: "Oh, I had radiation treatment today. I've got lung cancer"
Mom: "Uh, what?! Did you have any signs of the cancer?"
Grammy: "Oh,yeah...I started coughing blood a while ago. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to worry you."
I remember this conversation. But yeah, it seems I skipped a generation and have turned into my Grandma. Hee hee! Anyway, I feel so much better. Now I know that I can talk to her when I get scared, and I feel like a jackass for waiting this long.
I just didn't want to stress her out needlessly, and she's been going through a lot of crap lately too--to which she compared me to her mother. One of their conversations went like this:
Grammy: "Oh, I'm so tired. I don't know how much more of Disneyland I can do. I'm just going to sit down."
Mom: "Is something wrong?"
Grammy: "I went to the doctor this morning. I'm just a little worn out."
Mom: "Why did you go to the doctor?"
Grammy: "Oh, I had radiation treatment today. I've got lung cancer"
Mom: "Uh, what?! Did you have any signs of the cancer?"
Grammy: "Oh,yeah...I started coughing blood a while ago. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to worry you."
I remember this conversation. But yeah, it seems I skipped a generation and have turned into my Grandma. Hee hee! Anyway, I feel so much better. Now I know that I can talk to her when I get scared, and I feel like a jackass for waiting this long.