Old Age…

…Ain’t it a bitch?

I moved back home to NY in part because my grandmother has lung cancer.  She was diagnosed last winter.  She wasn’t given much time, but it is now November and she’s still going strong.

In the last two weeks, her sister (my mother’s aunt) suffered a mini-stroke and was told she had a mass on her brain.  And her best friend, my mom’s uncle, died of pancreatic cancer.  My great aunt has decided not to get a biopsy and let it play out.  My great uncle was diagnosed about 5 weeks ago.  Both were relatively healthy for their age – 80’s.

And my nana is going to outlive them all.  I got a fighter’s blood in me.

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