Holy cow. Mom cleaned her plate completely. Yay. Be there soon, Mom.
Mayo confirms there are no more treatment options for Mom. Mom wanted to double- triple check. Video to come soon. Love you all.
Tobe saying good-bye to Mom. Tough day. But, he will be back very soon. And, if we're lucky enough, Mom can visit US in Nebraska!!!!
Holy cow. Mom is like a completely different person today. She's perky and feisty, just the way we like her. She even put on a little makeup. Phoenix and NoMo spent the night, helped her get some good rest and worked their SMAC! mojo magic. Amazing progress. So awesome. I am going to show Mom all of your messages today. She will be overwhelmed. Thanks for all of YOUR mojo. Keep it comin'. Love ya bunches.
Fortunately, many have had great experiences with Tarceva. My mom just wasn't one of them. Look at the skin on her back. It's so hard to tell from the picture, but her skin is EXTREMELY tough, dry and flaking. It's like this nearly everywhere, except her face. Hopefully it will start to clear up as the Tarceva gets out of her system.
It's Nebraska Huskers game day. Mom is a huge Husker fan. A cool story...when Phoenix paramedics came to get Mom last week, two of the three were from Nebraska. They saw Mom wrapped in her Husker blanket, which got the convo started. Then, the first doctor at Mayo to see Mom had her arm in a sling. She had just returned from Nebraska, where she broke her arm. So, Mom definitely had some Husker mojo working for her. Now, let's hope that mojo continues on the field today. The LAST thing Mom nee...
Been a busy day. Doctors in and out of Mom's room. Good news is: Mom is going home today. Yay!!! She is very, very ready. No more chemo. No more radiation. Mom & Bob are very much looking forward to Hospice of the Valley to come and help. They said someone from Hospice will even be at Mom's house tonight. It's so good to see Mom feeling good (relatively speaking) for the first time in months. What a blessing.
I can't stop crying. My Mom is so sick. This disease is beyond cruel. She can't walk and must have forgotten to call for Bob this morning to get her out of bed. So, she got out and fell to the ground. She has no strength whatsoever. When I talk to her on the phone, there are many times when I can't understand what she is saying. Her heart rate is still very high and we hope to get it figured out today. I feel my Mom slipping away. In all honesty, I've been praying for God to peacefully take her.
This is what kills me. Mom has two bedsores. The large one you see sketched here is tunneling and her tail bone is almost directly in the middle of it. She got one of the bedsores in the hospital over a month ago. Grrrr. Now that she is eating, drinking and can move around a bit, healing can begin. But, on a scale of 1-10, these bedsores are a 9 for Mom. We also feel better about the care hospice will be providing regarding the bedsores and so much more.
This is my Mom, Leslie Lehrman. Well, this is what my Mom looked like last night – bloodshot eye, swollen face, veins popping out all over her body…again. Blood clots. Again. Actually, this is not my Mom at all. This is a shell of my Mom with lung cancer ravaging every fiber of her being. This absolutely breaks my heart.