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I mentioned one of Mum's close friends here before. Breda has cancer caught to late to make any real difference.
She was admitted to a hospice last week, and to a hospital for medical care (breathing difficulties) over the weekend. It's not an infection as they suspected, it is the cancer. Which means it's pretty much end game. This is what? 3 months? 4 months tops from diagnosis.
I'll write a eulogy when it does happen, and am going with Mum to visit her tomorrow. But it's really smacked Mum round the head. And both her children are younger then me (her boy was 30 this summer) and their Dad died about 10 years ago.
Fuck cancer.
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