Two weeks ago yesterday my mum and I were eating hot dogs at a country fare, Dad was playing in his band on stage whist mum chatted about looking forward to her holiday the following Sunday. That evening she was taken into hospital as she'd been feeling very breathless and bloated, her twin sister called the ambulance as was worried.
Two days later she was diagnosed with lung cancer which has spread to her liver. She died 10 days later (Friday just gone).
She was my life, my two small girls who she looked after for the last 3 years are devastated. I can't believe she's gone, she lived with me 3 nights a week to have my children.
I was so close to mum, there were no symptoms. In 12 days my life is broken.
I don't believe she is gone, how can I carry on when she carried me all my life?
I feel like I'm losing my mind.