VintagePunk said:
Thanks so much.
I'm fairly certain I'm more worried than she is. That's just me. I have the feeling that no matter what it is, it won't stop her from doing anything.
You guys sound like me and my mom.
I use to bitch at her all the time I finally have given up. She does so much crap she shouldn't. And everytime they say she is going to die, I laugh it off now. She is way to busy to die. She played soccer, hard core full contact soccer, up until about 10 years ago. The doctors had told her that she had to stop. She told them that wasn't an option.
One night she was sprinting down the field to make a goal and she tripped and shattered her elbow. That was the end of that. The doctors were really pissed at her. So she said she would stop. But a few months back I caught her down at the local field in a pick up game. She can barely walk, but she still has a great kick!
when I told my dad what she was doing man he was so pissed of, she didn't hear the end of it for like a week. But late at night we were laughing about it. She said it was like old times, her and me being together and getting into stuff and pissing my dad off. I couldn't help but laugh.
I didn't know at the time that they had told her she only had 6 months to live. Of course that was a few months ago and the spots on her lungs are still there, but she's fine. So who the hell knows in this life.