Sunday, February 17, 2019
A Hard Week
I could give a tribute. Tell everyone what she did that gave me such a close bond to her. But that is REALLY personal. A time in my life that I choose not to share my thoughts about with ANYONE.
My Sister-in-law Marcella lost her battle a little over a week ago. She lost her husband several years ago. He had a heart attack while snow blowing. She was lonely after he died. Shortly after he passed, her daughter Sara was diagnosed with breast cancer. Sara went through treatment twice and after about two years she was cancer free. During that time Marcella had pain in her breast. She ignored it, still in depression of being a widow. Then she felt a lump under her arm and decided to see a doctor. Her fears were confirmed, but she did not want to undergo treatment. She had seen what her daughter went through and just did not care about her own disease. She was lonely. She told her sister about the positive test. The news spread in the family. Brothers, sisters, children and grandchildren urged her to have surgery and treatment. By the time the surgery was scheduled and treatment began, the cancer had spread. More lumps and tumors that eventually moved to her lungs, liver and brain. The treatment took a tremendous toll on her body. I cannot tell you how difficult her side effects were. So much so that when she passed her grandson spoke the words we were all thinking...we should have let her go so she would not have gone through this ordeal for naught. She underwent treatment for a couple of years until the doctors told her they could not contain the cancerous cells any longer. She passed just a couple of weeks after treatment stopped.
Her funeral was a week after she passed so that her grandchildren could gather from other places in the country. That was good because it gave everyone time to get used to the idea of not being able to speak with her everyday. That said, the one day viewing took a tremendous toll on those close to her. Marcella was truly a person that no one would ever have a bad word or thought for. I still think of her the last time I saw her sitting at her kitchen table joking with Terry and telling him "you're crazy" after he said something that made her laugh. He did that and she said that a lot.