Mom was diagnosed on Friday morning. I got a call and my brothers were sobbing into the phone with her. I had been on the way to the post office and just sat down on the steps and cried, I've only just started eating again because all weekend I've been crushed with this unbearable weight of knowledge. I never ever wanted to hear my own mother wail "I don't want to die, I don't want to leave you," hearing that probably killed some part of me and I don't even care. All I want is for her not to suffer. I can't believe this torture is in store for her. Her voice began to go in January and thankfully the diagnosis is early, but she is losing strength in her left arm now and is already having problems swallowing. I don't really want any advice for me but, if you can tell me anything I can say to make her feel better, anything to put a tiny dent in this unkillable monster, I would appreciate it so much. The worst part of this so far, for me, is knowing she is terrified. That she will be imprisoned and unable to talk or communicate at some point and that her life will be locked inside of her and inaccessible to me. I'm still trying to comprehend things myself but I just want to be a good daughter right now and do what I can to ease her fear. Deep down I know there is nothing I can say, but I felt I should ask here anyway. Thank you so much.