The worst thing that's happened to you

The loss of my father in 1990 to leukemia and the loss of my mother in 1998 to a massive heart attack. Also the loss of my parents-in-law, two of the greatest people I even knew.
 
^^^^ Hugs to you all! :heart:

I've had type 1 diabetes since I was pregnant with my son 30 years ago. Two years ago my doctor told me that my kidneys are only functioning at 30% so it might be only a little while longer until I have to start dialysis. Bleh, not looking forward to that happening.
 
Sexually abused by my father from as early as I can remember until I was about 10 years old -- when I told someone. But I am a survivor and am a happy, confident and strong person today. What he did to me does not define who I am in any way. It defines HIM, and it is never been my burden to try to understand or forgive. I let the Universe (or whatever higher power is out there) take on that burden for me.
 
A bullet in my thigh during a domestic issue.
But I survived, I left, am stronger from it all. Just a tiny scar on my thigh and a longer one down the back of my knee where they took the bullet out.
 
Finding out before Thanksgiving during a physical that oh by the way you have cancer.

Prior to that would be my divorce, as out of no where, she had to find herself. Hard to lose a relationship where there weren't issues

Get well soon!
 
2014 goes down as the worst year ever for my family...

My mother was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer on Aug. 1, 2014 and passed away 7 weeks later, September 13. My parents were just short of celebrating 57 years of marriage and the family is still in a state of shock how quickly life can change. Only a year ago, she was here celebrating the New Year with us. There's not a single day I don't think about her and thank God our dad is still with us.
 
My mother was diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer on Aug. 1, 2014 and passed away 7 weeks later, September 13. My parents were just short of celebrating 57 years of marriage and the family is still in a state of shock how quickly life can change. Only a year ago, she was here celebrating the New Year with us. There's not a single day I don't think about her and thank God our dad is still with us.

I feel for all these experiences. A friend of a friend had a similar experience a few years back.
 
2014 was a very sad year....

In Jan. my mom started a new round of chemo and in March was told it wasn't working. They switched her to a chemo pill that after just a week of taking it she was hospitalized, lost 35 pounds in 10 days, and almost died. She then found out that the scan she had in March was misread and the first chemo from Jan. had been working just fine. Then in the summer we thought she had a stroke and found out it was a brain tumor from her breast cancer. They removed most of the tumor and then she had 2 weeks of whole head radiation which left her with short term memory loss. Oct. brought a new chemo pill that gave her diabetes and made her so weak she started falling a lot and then couldn't even stand on her own and ended up in a wheelchair. At the end of Oct. diabetes and a weakened immune system caused a wound on her arm not to heal and very quickly made a hole in her arm that would need skin graphs after it healed up. I truly don't know how or why she kept fighting at this point(my dad said the morning of her appt. she didn't look like she was going to live much longer), but after getting the wound treated, and her diabetes under control, she kept on going. Mid Nov. she started inpatient physical therapy and was always in good spirits when we went to see her, but sadly would never remember we had been there because of her short term memory loss. Things looked like they were going ok until the first week of Dec. she was hospitalized with pneumonia and that's were she told my dad she was tired of fighting. She passed away 4 days before Christmas.
 
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In Jan. my mom started a new round of chemo and in March was told it wasn't working. They switched her to a chemo pill that after just a week of taking it she was hospitalized, lost 35 pounds in 10 days, and almost died. She then found out that the scan she had in March was misread and the first chemo from Jan. had been working just fine. Then in the summer we thought she had a stroke and found out it was a brain tumor from her breast cancer. They removed most of the tumor and then she had 2 weeks of whole head radiation which left her with short term memory loss. Oct. brought a new chemo pill that gave her diabetes and made her so weak she started falling a lot and then couldn't even stand on her own and ended up in a wheelchair. At the end of Oct. diabetes and a weakened immune system caused a wound on her arm not to heal and very quickly made a hole in her arm that would need skin graphs after it healed up. I truly don't know how or why she kept fighting at this point(my dad said the morning of her appt. she didn't look like she was going to live much longer), but after getting the wound treated, and her diabetes under control, she kept on going. Mid Nov. she started inpatient physical therapy and was always in good spirits when we went to see her, but sadly would never remember we had been there because of her short term memory loss. Things looked like they were going ok until the first week of Dec. she was hospitalized with pneumonia and that's were she told my dad she was tired of fighting. She pasted away 4 days before Christmas.

I don't know what to say...

I'm so very sorry for your loss. :(
 
In Jan. my mom started a new round of chemo and in March was told it wasn't working. They switched her to a chemo pill that after just a week of taking it she was hospitalized, lost 35 pounds in 10 days, and almost died. She then found out that the scan she had in March was misread and the first chemo from Jan. had been working just fine. Then in the summer we thought she had a stroke and found out it was a brain tumor from her breast cancer. They removed most of the tumor and then she had 2 weeks of whole head radiation which left her with short term memory loss. Oct. brought a new chemo pill that gave her diabetes and made her so weak she started falling a lot and then couldn't even stand on her own and ended up in a wheelchair. At the end of Oct. diabetes and a weakened immune system caused a wound on her arm not to heal and very quickly made a hole in her arm that would need skin graphs after it healed up. I truly don't know how or why she kept fighting at this point(my dad said the morning of her appt. she didn't look like she was going to live much longer), but after getting the wound treated, and her diabetes under control, she kept on going. Mid Nov. she started inpatient physical therapy and was always in good spirits when we went to see her, but sadly would never remember we had been there because of her short term memory loss. Things looked like they were going ok until the first week of Dec. she was hospitalized with pneumonia and that's were she told my dad she was tired of fighting. She pasted away 4 days before Christmas.

HUGS :rose:
 
Thank you Kalamain and talikat.:rose: For some reason it's been hitting me really hard today. Probably because my kids are gone for the night and I can finally let it.
 
In Jan. my mom started a new round of chemo and in March was told it wasn't working. They switched her to a chemo pill that after just a week of taking it she was hospitalized, lost 35 pounds in 10 days, and almost died. She then found out that the scan she had in March was misread and the first chemo from Jan. had been working just fine. Then in the summer we thought she had a stroke and found out it was a brain tumor from her breast cancer. They removed most of the tumor and then she had 2 weeks of whole head radiation which left her with short term memory loss. Oct. brought a new chemo pill that gave her diabetes and made her so weak she started falling a lot and then couldn't even stand on her own and ended up in a wheelchair. At the end of Oct. diabetes and a weakened immune system caused a wound on her arm not to heal and very quickly made a hole in her arm that would need skin graphs after it healed up. I truly don't know how or why she kept fighting at this point(my dad said the morning of her appt. she didn't look like she was going to live much longer), but after getting the wound treated, and her diabetes under control, she kept on going. Mid Nov. she started inpatient physical therapy and was always in good spirits when we went to see her, but sadly would never remember we had been there because of her short term memory loss. Things looked like they were going ok until the first week of Dec. she was hospitalized with pneumonia and that's were she told my dad she was tired of fighting. She passed away 4 days before Christmas.



Hugs!!!
 
Being raped the first time, and only time, I was ever drunk.

I don't remember it a bit, but I was told about it the next morning by an acquaintance who was present.

I have never even known who did it, and I was too ashamed to report it or even try to find out.

I still have nightmares about it, so maybe my subconscious remembers a little, even now, more than 40 years later.
 
I lost touch with my best friend from high school for several years. When I was finally able to track him down, I left a message on his answering machine. (Anybody else remember those? I'm dating myself) Anyhow, I found out he was killed the day before. Losing him for good was tough to take but discovering I was SO CLOSE seemed to compound my grief.
 
The worst and best thing that ever happened are the same - I married my wife 40 years ago hoping to expand her sexual horizons - never realised she was so uptight about sex before we married. Never managed to get her to do anything outside of marriage.
 
I lost my husband... I wanted to die. I loved him with cell in my body. But I had a nine year old son to raise.

The second worst thing was taking my son in to see his father one last time. Well meaning family said don't do it. It tore him up. The hurt that I saw in my child was so difficult for me to see. But ten years later, he told me he was glad he got to say good bye to his Dad.

These are not things that have happened to me really. Just to the people I love.

Life is hard, we keep going. The human spirit is remarkable. I am amazed and inspired by some of the things that I have read here. My fellow Litlandians exemplify that human spirit that keeps us going. Blessings to you all.
 
Monday will be 1 year since one of my best friends was killed. She was shot by someone who stole her purse, right in front of her mother.

A few months ago my grandmother died. I was extremly close to her.

Then last night I learned someone else I am close to is dying.

I don't think I have tears left.
 
I am sorry about your friend. I live in the same area as you. That was horrible.
Thoughts and prayers for you and your friend.
 
I lost my husband... I wanted to die. I loved him with cell in my body. But I had a nine year old son to raise.

The second worst thing was taking my son in to see his father one last time. Well meaning family said don't do it. It tore him up. The hurt that I saw in my child was so difficult for me to see. But ten years later, he told me he was glad he got to say good bye to his Dad.

These are not things that have happened to me really. Just to the people I love.

Life is hard, we keep going. The human spirit is remarkable. I am amazed and inspired by some of the things that I have read here. My fellow Litlandians exemplify that human spirit that keeps us going. Blessings to you all.

When thing's like this happen to the people you love, they are also happening to you, because you love them.:rose:

Hugs to you and everyone else here who is hurting!:rose:
 
When thing's like this happen to the people you love, they are also happening to you, because you love them.:rose:

Hugs to you and everyone else here who is hurting!:rose:

This brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for your kindness and your hugs.

You have gone through hurt and your heart is big enough to offer comfort to others.

Hugs to you sweet, lovely lady.
 
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