It's Time for the Percolator...

Mom just underwent her first week of whole-brain radiation. On Wednesday, they found she had pneumonia. They are going to continue the treatments, but this obviously adds to her already feeling weak and tired. She's on a lot of medication for a lot of different things, but my dad is taking great care of her! The title of this entry refers to my dad and brother saying she sounds like a coffee pot when she breathes - and I have to say it's true! She has a good sense of humor about it - anything to keep things light considering the circumstance.

I'm not really sure if she's been completely honest with me. When she told me she had pneumonia, she kept saying, "but don't worry, don't worry... this is nothing, it doesn't seem as bad as last time..." etc. I wasn't worried until she emphasized that she didn't want me worrying!

I'm not really sure which I would want... for her to be completely honest, or for me to live in ignorance. Which is true bliss? I suppose the only one who knows the "truth" is God - no matter when we or the doctors speculate she'll leave us. I just don't want her ripped out of my life I guess. On the other hand, a slow release can't be any less painful...