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Hi my name is David and I lost my mom to colon  cancer on December 2 2000.  She started getting sick in April 1999 with bad  stomach cramps. She went to  her doctor and she was referred to a  gastroenterologist. at first the  doctor thought it was diverticulitis and she was  treated for that but that  wasn't it. Then the doctor thought it was colitis,  she was treated for this  and it wasn't that either.  She had a lot of tests done and they all came  back as inconclusive.

Then the doctor came to a  conclusion that something  was blocking her colon so she was referred to a  surgeon and the surgeon was  going to do an exploratory on her and cut out  whatever was blocking her  colon and sew the 2 ends together. She had 3  colonoscopys done and the  cancer never showed up. The cancer wasn't found  until she had surgery in  January 2000.   She was in the hospital for a week and I went and  saw her almost every day.  She went through either chemo or radiation or both  and it was making her real  tired and her blood pressure real low.

The day  before Easter 2000 she fell  and broke her hip and she had to go into the  hospital again for surgery on  her hip. The reason she fell was because of her  blood pressure being so low  and her being tired. She was in the hospital for  another week and I saw her  almost every day. The following month she went into  the hospital again for  about 3 days because she got extremely dehydrated.  She still wasn't getting  any better from her first surgery and she had more  tests done on her that  came back normal. My mom had told me that there was  an outside chance that  her cancer had come back and if it had then she  wouldn't survive.

This made  me scared and sad because I may lose my best friend  of 32 years.   The surgeon did another exploratory on her in August  2000 thinking it was  just scar tissue from her first surgery that had to  be cut away and it  turned out that the cancer had come back on what was  left of her colon.  there wasn't much the surgeon could do for this  except to bypass the cancer.  She was in the hospital again for another week and  I went to see her every  day and stayed with her for 4-5 hours a day. Just  staying with her for that  long may have prolonged her life.  

From August of 2000 up until the time she passed  away, things weren't good  for her at all. There were times when she was in so much pain, you’d think  she was giving birth. She also was having panic and  depression attacks.  She didn't want to be left alone. If she was left  alone she would get very  sad and there were some nights when she would get  very little sleep because  of panic attacks.

On top of all this she also had  to deal with a colostomy  and she didn't like this at all. Thanksgiving  dinner of 2000 was the last  dinner that me my brother, my mom and dad all had  together. Even though my  mom couldn't eat very much, she still had dinner with  us and I'll never  forget that dinner. Every night I would pray to God  to make her cancer go  away and for her to live for a long time.   On the morning of the day when my mom passed away  she was at home and in a  coma. She couldn't see us but she could hear us, so  all 3 of us, my mom's  brother and sister all got to say good bye to her.  

Her sister was out of  town so she called my mom to say good bye. I was  told that right after my  aunt said good bye to her is when she passed away.  My mom's name was  Claudia and she bowled in a league for many years  and sold Avon for nearly  24 years. It's a shame that she didn't make it to  25 years because at 25  years she would've gotten a lot of presents and it's  also a shame that she  had to go this way because she was a warm and caring  person with a positive  attitude. No one should have to go through what she  went through in 1 year.  She was only 62 when she died which is too young.   

Here is a letter that I wrote to my mom 2 months  before she passed away. It  made her so happy she cried. The letter reads:   

Dear Mom   

There are some things that I wanted to tell you, but  I didn't know how to say  them, so that's why I'm writing this letter.   I want you to know how proud I am that you're my  mother. Your positive  attitude has helped me so many ways in my life. It  has helped me overcome  my disabilities (I've been diagnosed as being  autistic) and has made me work  harder than most other people. It has also helped  me with many of the  challenges that I've faced over the years and has  helped me strive towards  my goals.   

Without you I might have not done as well in school  and I probably wouldn't  have received the award for being an outstanding  student when I graduated  from the 8th grade. I sure wish that you could've  seen me get that  award. (She didn't get to see this because my brother  was graduating from  high school on the same night so she and 1 of my  grandmas went to his  graduation and my dad and my other grandma went to  mine). In  general, without your help, I wouldn't be as well  off, (physically and  emotionally) as I am today.  

 I want to thank you for being there when I really  needed you. You're the  best friend that I ever had.   I know you're going through a difficult time right  now, but I hope that you  can beat this illness that you have and live for  many years to come.   Love  David   P.S. I have a list of things that i want for my  birthday, but the one present  that I'd want the most is for you to get better so  you can go back to doing  the things you enjoy.   Prayers for everyone who has lost their mother or a  loved one to cancer.