A bit about me, I'm 47, married with no children (other than the fur kind).  I live in western Massachusetts with my husband, and my older brother.  My father was diagnosed with throat cancer in May, 2013, went through radiation and chemo, but it had metastasized to his liver and lungs before it was killed off in his throat.  My dad lived with us and I was his primary care giver - he passed away on April 3, 2014.  On April 29, 2014, my mother, who lives around the corner from me, was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer - they aren't sure where it started yet - she is scheduled for a biopsy on the 14th - but she has a large mass in her left lung, and spots on her liver, spleen and ribs.  I feel like Im in the 7th level of hell and will never find my way out.  My older brother is an addict who is milking my mother for money - the only reason we don't kick him out is because we know he'll just get money for a room from my mom.  He stole my dads pain meds when my dad was alive - and I just wish I could fade away from all of this - if I could give my life for my moms, I would gladly do it.