I am at such a loss, so devastated, depleted, and angry. My mom, 80 years of age was diagnosed with P/C. Went through the chemo and radiation with minor side effects. Planned on the whipple at the end of this month. My mom went from a to z in a matter of two weeks. She started feeling unusually fatigued. I urged her to lay down more often. She got weaker and weaker and finally I took her to ER at M.D. And. She was admitted 41/2 days ago. Since then,we have extremely low blood platelets (24), blood clots all over her body which killed her foot and two hands. She is retaining fluids in her lungs and body, Her nose turned from purple to crisp black, her cheeks are in the process of dying, and her cancer has spread to her liver. We were told she has days to live. That was last weekend. My mom is a very proud woman, she has lost her dignity, she feels like she is a burden, hoplessness. I am an emotional wreck. She does not deserve this. I don't understand how a person can bring an animal in and the vet says well there's nothing we can do and we have a choice to put the animal down. Very humane. But a human, who is suffering tremendousley, who has accepted her situation, and clearly states she is ready to go to Heaven, there is no help for her. Just continue to die piece by piece. She has no use of her hands, feet. She just lays in her bed and cries. Why I just don't get it.
And if one more counselor asks me how I am doing, I think I will just lose it. I am not fine, I will not be fine, and I will neverr everr understand why we must let our loved ones suffer in horrendous situations. Where's the justification?