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Share the "lung cancer" experience, take the lives of our loved ones.

Share End-of-life Cancer Sick Mom Care Experience - The Last 4 Months of Mom's Life ðŸĪðŸ•Šïļ

No child would think that one day

We must be "counting down" the time of the mother's own life.

Mom has been suffering from lung cancer since 2024.

I fought three rounds of chemo.

6 needles per round

Every time Mom gets hurt,

I never complained of being tired.

I just said

"Mother can."

Because I want to be with you as long as possible.

But four months ago,

The doctor told us that

The cancer has spread to the liver.

And then the hip bones.

And the doctor told us a sentence we'll never forget.

"Mom could stay about three months."

That day, our whole world was silent.

The doctor asked,

If that day comes... will the heart pump?

Do you want to intubate?

We know that life

Might make mom stay longer.

But it could also make the mother "more tortured."

Us and family

And mom.

Decided the same way

Is for me to "leave peacefully." ðŸĪ

At first, I can still talk.

Can still smile

Also bless the offspring.

Still the same mother

That always cares about everyone.

But the mother body

Gradually soften.

I can't start eating.

Start without force.

Getting more pain.

We have to keep adding morphine to Mom.

At that time we were very scared.

Afraid it would make my mother leave faster.

But the truth is,

It helps mom "don't get hurt."

The last period.

Mom is much thinner.

Sleep most of the time.

Breathe tired.

But my mother still remembers us

Still know who we are. ðŸĪ

On February 15.

We went to find mom

We wipe for mom.

Feed the soup to mom.

Talk to mom like every day

We gave my mother the Chinese New Year money. 🧧

Mom still smiles.

Still bless us

Mom told us to be rich.

Give us health.

Mom still said

Still aware

Still with us.

We had no idea

That will be the last time.

The morning of February 17, 2026.

We also talked to my brother that

After work, will take the mother to the doctor.

Mother also replied that

"Well,"

But mom... doesn't wait for us anymore

At 11: 00.

Mom left peacefully.

Without us there.

It's a feeling.

That no words can describe.

We got back to mom.

Dress your mother with the dress you like.

And send mom one last time.

Today

We don't have a mother to call anymore.

No one asks

"Have you eaten yet?"

There are no people who are as worried about us as my mother.

We just know that.

The word "miss"

It hurts this much

But in that pain,

We know that

I didn't leave.

Mother is still in every memory.

Every blessing

Every love that mother gave us

And we'll live on.

To be the same as my mother loves us the most. ðŸĪ

Miss you mom

Most in life

# Miss mom # Lung cancer # Real experience # Care for the terminally ill # No day does not miss ðŸĪ

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