Posted by Kat on July 30, 2012, 6:26 pm
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I was here years ago after a breast cancer scare. I thought of this place today. A young man who lives across the street, who has been my mom's dog walker, our pet sitter, and, more recently, my mom sitter, has been home with his mom for all the years I've known him (over 5), watching her struggle with breast cancer, becoming her caregiver, wrapping her arm that has lymphedema, taking her to chemo and radiation, watching her die slowly. Hospice has been there lately. This week she refused treatment and food. The end is near. I feel so sad for this young man. I have never met his mother.
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