Life is Not Good Today
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qosI was at work for just short of three hours when my father called me to relay the results of a biopsy: he has prostate cancer. "An aggressive form," I am told.
His most recent physical exam (within the past couple of months) showed the prostate to be smooth and compact, which is good. The doctor won't know if the cancer is contained or not until he can do a bone scan in a couple of weeks.
My dad is on the board of trustees at the HMO, and we are in a region with a major university hospital and a nationally-recognized cancer center. He couldn't be in a better place to get good treatment. And this is an early detection. So as much as can be 'good' about a cancer diagnosis is good.
But I got the news on 5 hours of sleep, and although I held it together on the phone with Dad, I started crying right after. Many blessings on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kateri_thinks who got my call five minutes later and let me go into shock with her. Jeannie had just started a 1:1 with one of my co-workers. I went in, apologized, asked for five minutes alone, told her, and broke down in tears. She was wonderful, expressing sympathy and empathy, and agreed that I needed to go home.
On the way home I was able to talk with_storyteller_, who was a warm, fuzzy rock for me.
Then I talked with my sistersavannahselkie, and we braced each other up.
Then I got home and the Ex's SO told me that a deputy prosecutor had come to the house earlier with a young woman who had been raped in our neighborhood last October. She couldn't remember which house it was, but when the SO showed them a photo of my Ex, she said it definitely was not him. But that means there is a rapist living in my neighborhood.
And then then SO told me that the Ex (for reasons that have yet to be explained) had been looking at the child molester registry, and there are several red dots in our area.
My daughter will be home from the first day of 5th grade in about 30 minutes. A household tradition (dating back to my own school days) is going out for dinner on the first day of school and then do school supply shopping. I'm not sure I'm going to be up for the latter, but I am definitely going to take her out.
I'm probably going to wait a few days to tell her about dad's diagnosis. Today she would have been brought face to face with the reality of the murder of her school's librarian a month or so ago, and she just was saddened by the Croc Hunter's death. I don't want to throw this on her as well, especially when she too didn't get much sleep last night and today should be fun and exciting day for her.
However, if you all could continue sending positive energy my way -- and pray for my dad -- I would sure appreciate it.
His most recent physical exam (within the past couple of months) showed the prostate to be smooth and compact, which is good. The doctor won't know if the cancer is contained or not until he can do a bone scan in a couple of weeks.
My dad is on the board of trustees at the HMO, and we are in a region with a major university hospital and a nationally-recognized cancer center. He couldn't be in a better place to get good treatment. And this is an early detection. So as much as can be 'good' about a cancer diagnosis is good.
But I got the news on 5 hours of sleep, and although I held it together on the phone with Dad, I started crying right after. Many blessings on
kateri_thinks who got my call five minutes later and let me go into shock with her. Jeannie had just started a 1:1 with one of my co-workers. I went in, apologized, asked for five minutes alone, told her, and broke down in tears. She was wonderful, expressing sympathy and empathy, and agreed that I needed to go home. On the way home I was able to talk with
_storyteller_, who was a warm, fuzzy rock for me.Then I talked with my sister
savannahselkie, and we braced each other up. Then I got home and the Ex's SO told me that a deputy prosecutor had come to the house earlier with a young woman who had been raped in our neighborhood last October. She couldn't remember which house it was, but when the SO showed them a photo of my Ex, she said it definitely was not him. But that means there is a rapist living in my neighborhood.
And then then SO told me that the Ex (for reasons that have yet to be explained) had been looking at the child molester registry, and there are several red dots in our area.
My daughter will be home from the first day of 5th grade in about 30 minutes. A household tradition (dating back to my own school days) is going out for dinner on the first day of school and then do school supply shopping. I'm not sure I'm going to be up for the latter, but I am definitely going to take her out.
I'm probably going to wait a few days to tell her about dad's diagnosis. Today she would have been brought face to face with the reality of the murder of her school's librarian a month or so ago, and she just was saddened by the Croc Hunter's death. I don't want to throw this on her as well, especially when she too didn't get much sleep last night and today should be fun and exciting day for her.
However, if you all could continue sending positive energy my way -- and pray for my dad -- I would sure appreciate it.
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Date: 2006-09-07 12:24 am (UTC)