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Good day to you all.
I want to share with you my feelings for a wonderful person. I am about to take you on a journey of my feelings of love, and hate. I want to introduce my Mother and my Sister. My Mother is a very, very young 80, in fact most people thinks she is my younger sister. She is very youthful and full of life. My Mom is not the subject of my letter to you all. My sister will turn 60 this year. Yes, some how she got older than me, I am only going to be 62 this year.
Kathy, my younger eldest sister was a special care child. She was a forceps baby. For the younger readers out there, that is when the baby is pulled from the Mother with a set of forceps. The baby is pulled by the head from the womb. In later years, this method was stopped because of the damage to the babies mental development. My sister through no fault of her own has had to endure a very hard life with all the mean spirited people in this world. I found myself as my sisters defender in our youth. I just did it not knowing what was wrong with her and some of her strange habits.
Kathy has always been a loving person, Yes even as a sister she would accept me with my physical disabilities and not even think that I was not normal with two clubbed feet. She was always there for me when I came home from long stays in the hospital. She loved and loves me for who I am.
We have always had a good relationship no matter what outside forces attacked our brother sister bond. We have the same father, my younger sister is my REAL Fathers and Mothers child. I call him my real father because from day one he always treated me as his own. I was and neither was my sister Kathy ever referred to as a step child. We were always his kids, all three of us.
Kathy and I share the bond of our biological father, I only know the mans name and remember a little of my childhood with him. He was eager to get out of our life because we were not what the 50’s perceived as normal.
Well, hope this has setup the following feelings.
Kathy and I can talk about anything. When things got ruff before her electroshock therapy treatment, I was the ONLY one that could reason with her and get her back to reality. The treatment worked and we became good friends in the 90’s. After my father died, Kathy moved in with my Mom. It is a good match. They depend on each other as friends and a Mother Daughter relationship. Kathy has had many medical issues in her 60 years on this earth. Bad heart, skin conditions, spine and back problems. She rarely complained. People thought she was a complainer and would play up her pain. Now people know better.
Last Thursday, Kathy started to spit up blood and was short of breath. My Mom took her to the emergency room. After all the test and probing and poking she was diagnosed as have two blood clots. One in each lung (PE) and the most concerning, if anything can be more than the possibility of dying with your next breath, was a tumor larger than a foot ball in her stomach. After a lot of blood and filters in the main blood vessels she under went surgery today. I was going to fly down to Sacramento from Seattle to be with her. She would have nothing to do with that. You see, I have a massive blood clot in my right thigh (DVT). She said she would never forgive me if I flew down for her little problem and ended up in the hospital or dead.
My Daughter drove down from N. California where she is a National Park Ranger. She is helping my 80 year old mother and keeping me informed on what is going on.
Tonight, after the surgery the worst was found. Kathy has one of the most aggressive cancers of the body. In less the two months it formed, grew and was removed. My loving sister who never hurt anyone is now on borrowed time. The doctor has given her less than 1 year to live. She may be to sick to receive Chemotherapy. The doctors will not know if she has 1 month or 1 year until some test results come back.
I want to know WHY? Why do so many undeserving people live and a truly good person will have her time shortened due to cancer? I try to look at the good side of everything. This time I cannot. She deserves more. My Mother deserves better. She is going to lose her daughter and friend. No good reason. Kathy lives a life with kindness and is always looking for something that I might like. She buys me DVD’s so I can have a good life in my condition. I am always getting something from her just because. We talk on the phone often. We help each other with our feelings.
I, for once, do not have an answer or anything to help comfort her.
I am at a loss of words for her. Please pray for her if you would and give her some good thoughts. Please PM me if you have anything that will help me help her. I love my sister. I already miss her.
Thank You, CARL