Hi Sarah

I’m sorry to hear that your mother has been diagnosed with liver cancer. What an amazing lady to be so positive through this.

The idea of potentially losing her is weighing on you and you are looking for hope. She sounds like a wonderful mother and it sounds like you have taken after her looking for hope in these challenging times.

I don’t know if you would find statistics helpful or scary? So I’m just going to ask if you would like to know survival rates for the early and medium stages? There is also a statistic for how many people are diagnosed at an early stage.

Please feel free to talk about anything.

Love and best wishes! ❤️🙏

This is a sad one. My sister was diagnosed with cancer. She had a cough that bothered her for a year. She didn’t bother to see the doctors because she had so much to take care of and didn’t think much of it. So, one day she goes to the hospital for this cough. Comes back after test were done. The prognosis is Cancer. Time to meet with the oncologist. Getting this news is heart breaking. She raised two daughters thru school and into college. The third was a boy who was about 5 at the time. Chemo therapy and radiation therapy. The Cancer had metastasized. It at one time was in her brain and she had a tough time walking. Radiation killed the Cancer in her brain and her walking got better. But, the rest of her body was not doing well. She ended up in the hospital with a morphine IV drip. She was knocked out most of the time. But, she wasn’t in pain. When the time came, I was working. I got the call to come over asap. I drove as fast as I could. But, I missed her. I walked out the elevator and saw my mom got the news, she collapsed. My father could not hold her up by himself. My older brother helped them. I felt numb. At the time, I couldn’t cry. I just felt horrible. My sister was a person who made friends easily. Lived in a big complex of a building. During the two day wake, everyone from the building came to say good bye. Incredible!, There was no room to sit. People were outside waiting to come in. It was like the entire building was there. Oh, she lived in a hi-rise in NYC. Everyone, hundreds, she had touched with her life came out to see her. Later, when she was buried. I finally let it go and cried. She was a truly remarkable person.

From my experiences, I can only say that I am sorry. I hope she gets better. Good luck to you.