Mother called a short while ago. She had a doctor's appointment yesterday. They found a lump on her breast and have concern about her colon. Some tests were done, though results are not in, and she has more tests scheduled.
The trouble is mom is the stubborn sort. She's long said if she ever got cancer she wouldn't accept treatment. That if it was her time to go it was her time to go.
I actually understand her perspective to a degree. I mean, if I come down with something that's caught early enough, sure I'll get some treatment. But if I'm determined to have something Lance Armstrong serious (he was weeks from death and didn't know it, the cancer spread to his brain), then I'm more likley to succumb to the realities of probability, and instead put my remaining energies towards finalizing my affairs.
Hopefully we'll not have to be considering such issues for mother anytime soon.
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