He's 17, I'm 33...and my mom is a freaking wreck. He has ewing sarcoma and has had 2 spots in his leg and multiple surgeries. Now tumors have developed in his lungs. His drs are not exactly the most hopeful, or at least don't come off that way when talking to them. It's heart breaking. They gave a 17 year old kid the option to opt out of treatment. My mom won't let that happen and is hoping for a referral to another hospital with a better Dr for his cancer. He has been a trooper. He's been doing this for 5 years now. In and out of hospitals, seriously intense chemo, and I feel like he's adapted to that being his life. But my poor mother can't keep doing this. It is absolutely taking a toll on her health, marriage, family relationships. I find myself at a loss for words with her way too often. I haven't even been able to process my other brother's death due to all the other overwhelming factors that come with cancer. I just light a candle for our hopeless case and vibe for the best. . .. but man y'all. I can't stand watching my mom go through this, she just lost a son and is watching another one go. I feel numb and like I want to puke. Just hoping typing some feelings out here helps me sleep tonight.