We finally got the news on my Grandmother's tumors. It's stage 4 lung cancer, they can't remove any of the tumors with surgery, and there's no way that they can save her.

She has been given 2 to 4 months before she starts to get six and a max of 6 months of life without chemo and maybe a year if she ops for the chemo treatments.

I didn't go into work yesterday. I was two hours late today. I am exausted. I feel drained and almost hollow inside. I talked to her yesterday and was trying to explain the importance of getting my BD 8 up to see her, she lives in another state, before she gets to sick. I was planning on getting an idea of what she was comfortable with as far as visiting with her great grand daughter as much as possible while she can and just checking in on her to see how she was doing. She told me that this is about her and not my daughter or I, meaning that she doesn't want to see her and went on to tell me she doesn't want all three kids, SS 6, SD 8, and BD 8 at her house. She also told me to quit calling her everyday and that she's waiting on calls from other people like her oncologist.

You want to talk about a punch in the stomach. I know she just found out about it the day before yesterday but those were some really mean things to say to someone that loves you. I'm at a loss for words. DH was telling me that she needs time to process everything first before I talk to her about these things and I guess he's right. I just wasn't prepared to hear what she said. She pretty much hung up on me at the end of the call.