Clearly  a gut wrenching experience, Preach.

Modern surgery is amazing.  My thoughts are with you and your Mom..I hope it works out well.

Bill67 - I hope you had some great years together before the loss.

bh, I'll keep her in my prayers. I know a BUNCH of folks living with cancer, and a lot of survivors.

Ok, beat this. I'm 19 and cool on my Kawasaki 500. A girl was staying the summer with her sister and brother in law in our tiny town. When I asked if she could ride with me sometimes, her sister called her folks and vouched for me being a safe driver and all around saint. After a couple weeks of dating and a few motorcycle "dates" I pulled up in front of a store just as the girl, her sister, and her visiting mother walked out. I proceeded to dismount, make a stab at the kickstand, miss and get overbalanced. Somehow the bike went over on the right side with me sitting on the side of the engine/gas tank on my butt. (Hold on...I need to fan my face.)    True story. I promise.

BabyHog

My sister has had colon cancer , 5 years ago had a colorospispy couse so much of it was bad.  Its amassing what medical science can do now days.   Didn't slow her down a bit.   I pray your mom will not be slowed down either !

Bill  

I saw a lady about 5'2" riding a GoldWing once , she couldn't touch the ground when she stoped .   She left one leg over the seat and hop half off it when she stoped at the light next to me.   Well when the light changed she just hopped back on top it and "Time seem to stand still while she put it in gear" then she took off.   Well about time she was a half/block away the guy behind me blew his horn, so , I pushed my lower jaw shut and put mine in gear too , but she was gone by that time.!!!

One of you mom's bike wasn't a GoldWing was it ?

Well,... if embarrassing stories will cheer you up, Piglet,.. I got a million of 'em...
Went for ride with my buddies,.... must be near 10 years ago, and it was hot summer,... so, I wore a brand new, crisp, white, all cotton, button down, business shirt... to reflect sun...
Turned out,... once we hit the open road,... the left chest pocket flapped wickedly against my nipple...
First it was just numbing,... but it slowly went from irritating,.. to painful,.. to agonising...
When we pulled over for a break,.. I'm looking down, inside my shirt at my ,.. well,..you know... to see if it was still there...
My buddy George says,.. "What!,... are doin'?"... So, I explained...
I didn't think it was that funny... honestly,... (I guess you had to be there, and not be me)...

Ten years later,... just occasionally,.... we stop for break, and George says...
"How you doin'?... Nipples okay?"... ...

My prayers and thoughts are with you and and your family.

Piglet my dad had a combination of prostrate and colon cancer diagnosed almost 10 years ago. Surgery was done and today he's out working in the shop,raising his garden and all that neat stuff. Unfortunately almost 20 years ago he had some blackout spells that turned out to be heart problems..they have been controlled with pacemakers....but mom got afraid to let him drive and had lis driving privledges taken away on medical grounds. Now she has mid-stage alzhimers and neither of them can drive and it's 15 miles to town for them   .

Any way...our prayers are with you sis !