Wednesday, May 16, 2012

a couple things

My day didn't quite turn out the way I had thought.  The more I was awake today, the sicker I felt.  :-(  If today hadn't been field day and we hadn't been short staffed today because of that, I would not have gone to work.  I guess it's sinus...but my head feels weird and clogged up.  Todd has it, too, so we are quite the pair. 

That was one thing.

Another thing is that I spent most of the morning driving and crying simultaneously.  Have I told you how I feel about cancer???  I.HATE.IT.  HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE IT. 

Even though I hate cancer, I love the Lord.  I don't know what His purpose is for some friends' lives right now, but it sucks for them what they have to go through.  I told Him all about it as I drove Andy to the vet this morning.  And boy, did He get an earful.  God and Andy.  My friend Tarin just found out that her ovarian cancer has returned.  In her liver, her bowel, some lymph nodes and another place that I can't remember. 

And the sad thing is, she had to check herself in to the Cancer Institute of America to find all this out.  She was being seen by her doctors here at the West Clinic, but they couldn't find anything wrong with her.  Or so they claimed.  She is facing some rough days ahead of her.  Will you please join me in praying for her?  She is a single mom of three...Katie is in 8th grade, Canon is in 6th and Kari is in 2nd. 

Thank you in advance for the prayer.  If you would like, you can find her CaringBridge website.  Her name is Tarin Mclarnon. 

And she's just one friend.  There's also my childhood best friend, Stacy, who's battling breast cancer and Trey Erwin, who is battling pancreatic cancer. 

I HATE CANCER. 

After those words, the rest of my day is small potatoes. 

Drew did indeed get his cast off. 

They x-rayed his arm. 

And then he got this:


He looks all happy, but don't let that smile fool you.  This was after he growled in frustration at the sweet Dr. Pickering. 

We're in this for two more weeks.  And the doctor promises that after the two weeks, he will not need another one. 

I'm still thankful that it's not worse...and that it's only another two weeks.  Two weeks seems much more doable than hearing four weeks.  Even though it's the same...mind over matter. 

He's most bummed about not being able to take a shower.  I will still have to bathe him.  Poor boy. 

I did, however, get a little glimpse of some rare brotherly harmony that I would like to share, lest you not believe me:


I think Drew was wearing the same shirt the last time we visited this doctor.

Well, that's all I've got.

My nails need to be painted.  :-)  Love to all.  

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

When David broke his arm last year, we used newspaper bags and rubber bands for showering and sledding. We double bagged in the shower. :) I have some Commercial Appeal bags if you need them. - Karen

all4boys said...

That's a good idea! I might call you for those...the dr. also said we could go buy a sleeve for $35 if we do plan to swim, but as for the moment, we're not planning on it. My neighbor's pool is too cold, still. Thanks for the idea!

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