This is my conversation with my mother about Peach today:
I had some bad news yesterday.
Oh...?
Yeah. Peach found a lump in her breast and she went for a mammogram and the doctor thinks it's cancer.
When am I going to see them again?
They were just here.
Oh, right. How is Bob doing?
You just saw him. He seems to be doing OK.
Oh. Well, life is change.
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If she makes it to hunnert, I'm going to be a blithering idiot by that time. There was NOTHING that she had any interest in, and no emotional reaction to Peach possibly having cancer. Everything I said she would answer with "well, life is change" or "Well life goes on." I really want to engage her in SOMETHING, but it gets harder and harder.
I had some bad news yesterday.
Oh...?
Yeah. Peach found a lump in her breast and she went for a mammogram and the doctor thinks it's cancer.
When am I going to see them again?
They were just here.
Oh, right. How is Bob doing?
You just saw him. He seems to be doing OK.
Oh. Well, life is change.
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If she makes it to hunnert, I'm going to be a blithering idiot by that time. There was NOTHING that she had any interest in, and no emotional reaction to Peach possibly having cancer. Everything I said she would answer with "well, life is change" or "Well life goes on." I really want to engage her in SOMETHING, but it gets harder and harder.
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