Nancy is my mother-in-law. She has cancer.
We went to visit her the other day and there was a tray of food untouched by her bed. There was a piece of decadent chocolate cake on her night stand. I asker her about it. She made a blah face at me and said, "Doesn't taste good."
Nancy used to love food. She used to make a German Chocolate Cake and fight my husband for the crumbs. She used to worry about her weight. She used to cook and eat a lot. She always looked robust and healthy. She was always trying to lose weight.
And now she has.
She has lost 40 pounds. The scale reads 115. 115 was her goal weight.
The scale doesn't know she has cancer.