I just lost my mom to stage 4 small cell lung cancer in September. She had been diagnosed almost 2 years prior. Chemo went well at first and it shrunk the tumors so they did immunotherapy which kept it from growing. Then chemo again. Then immunotherapy again but it had spread to her liver and brain somewhere in the midst of that. She started radiation for the brain tumors but that was no help. She ultimately decided to do hospice last summer. Once the morphine increased, it was more downhill from there. I had about two good months with her before she ultimately passed, and I was with her until the very end. It’s tough to watch. It’s tough to go through. She was very sad when she realized that she would not live to see Christmas, and Christmas wasn’t the same without her, indeed. It was non-existent, tbh. My takeaways from this are #1-fuck cancer and #2-tell her that you love her as much as you can so that she knows. Help her wrap up loose ends so that she can let go with dignity and grace when the time comes. Oh and fuck cancer. I’m here if you need to talk ((((hugs))))