My mother-in-law Linda is not doing well. We took the girls out of school last Tuesday, so we could travel to Minnesota and spend time with her at the hospital. We drove home Friday afternoon, while the rest of the family (Andrew's two older brothers, their wives, and his dad) took her home with hospice care in place. The cancer has spread throughout her body, including infiltrating her skull and brain tissue. The previous Saturday, while at church, she had piercing pain in her head so her husband Steve drove her to the ER where they learned of the aggressive growth. Thankfully, she has a large support system in place with her kids, siblings, in-laws, hospice, and an aunt of one of my sister-in-law's (who is a nurse) has flown in to stay with Linda and help manage her care for the foreseeable future. It's torture for all to see Linda in so much pain and suffering. As the poignant saying goes:
Here is the world.
Beautiful and terrible things will happen.
Don't be afraid.
When you die, it does not mean that you lost to cancer. You beat cancer by how you live, why you live, and in the manner in which you live. ~Stuart Scott
We picked up some ingredients at our local farmer's market to try a new fermented pickle recipe my in-laws made the week before Linda went to the hospital.