Breast Cancer stole my mother

In 2023, my mother was diagnosed with Stage 2 HER2-positive breast cancer. She declined chemotherapy. Her oncologist informed her that, due to the aggressive nature of HER2-positive breast cancer, it is likely to progress to a late stage within 10 years.

Shockingly, after several follow-ups, in April 2024, the doctors found that the cancer had turned into Stage 4 as it had metastasized to the liver and lymph nodes. Chemotherapy and radiation became the only way to keep the condition under control since the cancer had spread throughout the body.

My mother chose to live a quality life instead of enduring the painful side effects of chemotherapy, as it would not completely cure her. She conquered her fear of flying and traveled to various countries with her friends. Her most recent trip was to Taiwan with her siblings in November 2024. Sadly, her brother passed away from cancer three months later.

I begin caring for my mother full time when her health starts to deteriorate in January 2025. Her appetite decreases, she loses weight weekly, and she becomes increasingly restless.

Sadly, her health declined rapidly after her brother's passing. She didn't have the opportunity to see him one last time. I know she was grieving, but she always maintained a brave facade.

Today, my mother is not the same person she used to be. She now looks thin and fragile, often appearing dazed, with her eyes having lost their sparkle. It pains me to see her suffer in silence, her once vibrant spirit now overshadowed by the weight of cancer. The subtle changes in her demeanor are telling; the way she hesitates before speaking, and the forced smiles that no longer reach her eyes.

I find myself wondering what thoughts race through her mind during those quiet moments when she believes no one is watching. Is she grappling with feelings of inadequacy, battling insecurities that have taken root over time? Or perhaps she is haunted by past experiences that continue to cast a shadow over her present? I want to reassure her that it's alright to lower her defenses, that opening up about her challenges doesn't show weakness but instead underscores her strength in reaching out for help. However, she continues to stay silent. Our conversations aren't what they used to be, and it has become one-sided.

Currently, she is using homeopathy to treat her cancer. This healing journey has been incredible and miraculous, and I will share more about how homeopathy has benefited my mother.