A couple of weeks ago, my niece was born.
A week ago, my mum went into hospital with pneumonia. Her health declined rapidly, the hallucinations came back. And I booked the train to go and see her.
By the time I arrived, she had recovered physically and mentally - compared to earlier in the week. And then we got the diagnosis that the cancer had spread and they had found metastases in her lung.
She is sticking with her decision not to have any further chemotherapy. And without being a medic, I feel that she is way too frail and weak anyway to be able to deal with chemo.
We are now waiting for more detailed information from the oncologist now.
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