I had just finished my PMR when my mom was diagnosed with colon cancer. I was pretty naive back then and once she came back from operation, I thought that everything would be back to normal.

In the span of 2 years, her condition got worse. She had to move around with a urine bag connected to her body. Not long after that, the pain was too unbearable that she had to be put under morphine all the time.

It was definitely heart-wrenching to see her in semi-conscious state. Sometimes she could not even recognise me. It was at that particular moment that I wished for her to pass away ASAP to release her of all the pain.

I was finally granted that wish on my 2nd day of SPM. Until today, I still can't imagine how it felt to put myself in my mom's shoe.

Anyway, just live life to the fullest as if everyday is your last day. I have been thanking God silently every time I woke up in the morning for giving me another day to look forward to.

Condolence to you. Seriously, how long they lasted from the day the cancer was detected played no importance at all if they succumbed to the internal invasion at the end of the day.

Anyway, they moved on and our life goes on. Looking back, I guess most of the diseases today are in fact something that was started by human themselves. Human exterminating their own species, pretty ironic eh?