Back...

I'm baaacck.
Did ya touch my stuff?
Did ya miss me?
Yeah ...right
Why the tombstone in the last post?
I thought it was funny.
I have a strange sense of humor.
After I am gone, my husband will probably immediately have a yard/garage/tag sale and sell all my stuff for a fraction of it's true value.
I've stopped buying stuff.
I've accumulated enough stuff for one person.
Too many knick knacks.

Dad Update:
Cancer is back.
MRI showed a new tumor.
Tumor is in the exact spot that his back hurts.
They sent him directly to get Radiation.
No passing Go.
Dr told him that if he did nothing he would be paralyzed in a month or so.
Therefore, doing nothing is not an option.
So, he has 14 more rounds of radiation and possible Chemo.
I knew it was back when his progress stopped and he started going backwards, but I had hoped I was wrong.
His original Dr appointment was for the end of the month.
I told him it was a good thing that he went early, before too much damage was done to his spine/nerves.

Trying to keep a positive upbeat attitude around him.
Today I started crying at work.
I never cry at work.
But between the stress at work
and the news of my father,
I think my nerves are shot.