I find it hard to deal with the fact that Mom was fine up until the time she found the lump. Living her life with no idea that this was brewing, and no outward sign of sickness. Cancer can quietly creep along as you lead a full and healthy-seeming life.
Well screw that. More like, "Cancer patient, but make it fashion!" We decided not to let her do it alone. (What, you think I'd let her have all of those "Borg queen" vibes herself?)
Although it is up to my mom to choose what she will and won’t incorporate into her life, the good vibes and the well-wishes do matter. Everyone rallying around her matters. Talking to people who have had cancer and conquered it...all of it matters. It matters to us, but most of all, it matters to my mom.