*sigh* I miss picture day, lol! I've checked creative commons but either I'm searching wrong or they don't have anything I want to post, one of the two. Or maybe I haven't looked hard enough, there's not been a lot of time to do that lately. I'm working on the next Leopard's book, and I really want to rewrite Breaking the Devil and there's Conner's story and Stefan's story, and the spin off from Love in Xxchange set in Montana at the Mossy Glenn... O.o and that's just the start. Need more hours in the day!
Thank you everyone who left encouraging comments re the whole trying to get in shape post. It's hard, isn't it? Amber came in today with blueberry scones. I've locked myself in my room otherwise I'd look at the scones, then have just one, then owe her five bucks 'cause I ate them all. ^.^
Have I updated y'all about my dad? If not, here is what's going on there. In June we were told he had a tumor blocking his lung so that the doctors couldn't see into it, and that the cancer was still there after the chemo ended in March. They found cancer cells when they washed out his infected/cancerous lung, and told us it had spread they just didn't know where. And they told us to make preparations.
Now? Now the oncologist said the cancer is gone-- which is great, yes, but I don't even know who to believe. She said the doctors who were treating him for the pneumonia the first time weren't cancer doctors and should have not spoken out of turn as they weren't trained in oncology. I showed her the end of life pamphlets we'd been given and the list of morgues and crematoriums, and while I am relieved, I am angry at them putting my dad and the rest of us through so much terror. So months of panic and torment, not just for us but for him, and it's put down to the doctors talking about things they had no knowledge of? I don't know. I told Margaret, I feel like my brain's have been taken out, scrambled, and only half of them dumped back in. Dad still can't breathe well at all, can't walk far, can't do anything for the most part, and no one is able to tell us why. He's retaining fluid around or in his lungs (not clear on that) and the doctors are now talking about congestive heart failure-- but scheduled his EKG for December. I am so frustrated, and so is he and the rest of the family.
I hope the cancer is gone. I want to believe that, and I want him to get better. He's already had to go to the hospital once this week again, and no one can give us answers. Maybe there aren't any answers. I don't know. He seems worse off than he was during the chemo and radiation.
Didn't mean to go on a rant, but, I'd told y'all when the bad things happened, and the cancer being gone is a great thing. I really, really want to have a chat with the doctors who told us they saw the tumor in his lung and it had spread and etc etc because if they don't have the knowledge regarding such things, they shouldn't scare the shit out of people, you know?
...Y'all miss picture day too, don't ya? :D