So. Soooo. Some of you readers know the Soctopus' Mom has been battling breast cancer for many years. A few of you know that she recently was diagnosed, after almost 8 years of remission, with metastases to the lung and bone. That's bad. Really, really bad. So bad. But still, there was always a kernel of hope. Especially because Mom Soctopus is a fighter, and very positive. Whelp.
The Soctopus just spoke with her Mom's MD. That rash Mom Soctopus hid for two months? The biopsy is back, and it's cutaneous metastatic breast cancer. Which is a diagnosis that essentially means treatment stops, hope ends, and tears come. Essentially, a diagnosis of Abandon Hope, All Ye Who Enter Here. The Soctopus has cried tonight, let me tell you. A lot.
So the Soctopus ladies spoke this evening and decided on three days to cry, to get it all out. And then we plan our adventures. Every few months, we'll go on an adventure of Mom Soctopus' choice, and make this time as fun as we can. No ragrets, y'all. Not even one letter. Live your life to the fullest and never forget to say "I love you."