rogue's ramblings

Because unfortunately the husband is in Iowa City with my aunt and uncle. My uncle went by ambulance on Wed and is still being evaluated. He had esophageal cancer earlier last year and although everything looked good after all his treatments, now he has trouble breathing and talking. They had to traq him and did a ct scan and there is a node of some sort on the nerve that controls everything on that side. Hence, the trouble with breathing and talking.

The husband was hoping that they'd be back today but no go.

And it's really cold out, it's already down to 6 degrees and the furnace keeps running and I had to refill both the humidifiers when I got home tonight. I'm glad I fed the outdoor cats in the machine shed, they have places to sleep warm out there.

But, as I said at work, I just did this last year! I shouldn't have to do it again this year!

Good thoughts are encouraged. Thanks in advance.

I was going to just put a blank page up here, and then another post about how if I did post, and the job found out, I could be, at the least, pulled into the office and have yet another 'buddy talk'.

Then I decided, screw it. Work is just not worth the time or effort it would take to complain (again) about everything that could and can go wrong, and the 'wonderful' people that I work with.

Because, you know, I just LOVE my job. Really.

And, on another note, if everyone out there could keep my cousin (well, my Mom's cousin, I always forget how that all works, but he's not that much older than I am!) in your prayers and thoughts, he has throat cancer and is starting the whole chemo/radiation and hopefully it will all turn out well.

And this makes three in my family. I'm really hoping that that will be all for awhile. I'm too tired to worry.

And boy, is that a true statement.

My brother got home last night (a day ahead of time) and has no problems with either sight or balance. My mom agrees with me that going to the cities was just the right thing to do. And that all of his care will be from there from now on. Because the drs in Willmar also dropped the ball.

But it is still a waiting game, he'll be on interferon for a looong time, and there are still the spots that have to be taken care of, but, at least now there is time to plan and that is always a good thing.

So, once again, a big thank you and hugs back to everyone!

Now, I just have to get my sleep patterns back...

The operation was in the cities, on Tues, and it all went well.

Going there was the right decision, they were more calm and hopeful and... just better, I think. Turns out that the tumor wasn't as big as the other doctors thought, and although he'll be on chemo for awhile, and will have pin-point radiation on some spots... it could have been a lot worse.

Until he wakes up, they won't know about the sight in his left eye, and until he can get out of bed, they won't know about his balance.

And, of course, they aren't guaranteeing him a super long life, just a longer one than before the surgery. It was cancer, after all, and his second bout with it.

So, he should be home (literally) on Friday and then my parent's will come home after the weekend.

So once again, thanks to everyone for keeping us in your thoughts, and prayers.

I'm crashing.

So, the question was, to have the operation in St. Cloud or to go to the cities.

It would seem that they decided that the cities would be the better idea.

So, my parents met  my youngest brother somewhere in central Wis. and they are going to my niece's apt. in St. Paul. because she only lives a little way from the hospital. Everyone, except me, will be there.

And I just have to wait.

And we had to tell my aunt and all the cousins and yes, I made the husband do it... still not handling it at all well.

Especially since now the operation is tomorrow, not Tues.

Sleep? Who needs sleep?

I think I have mentioned that I do something that I call 'true dreaming or flashes'.

And if you're saying, oh no, that would be... correct.

Last night I dreampt  that all my family was around, my daughter, my mom and dad, my youngest brother. And my son kept popping up and, as he tied his tie, kept saying, 'Well, let's get this over with.' But... no middle brother.

This is not a good sign.

I really hate it when this happens.

For the next little while, I will be lurking and probably not commenting much.

My brother who last year had the kidney out that was cancerous is having another tumor removed next Tues. From behind his left eye. You know, where his brain is. Well, supposed to be anyway.

It turns out he made the wrong choice in not having chemo last year, even though they thought they had gotten all of the cancer. And then he never went back for check-ups or the full body scan they wanted him to have.

For someone who is says he's so smart, sometimes he isn't.

But needless to say, even though we are not close, I am upset and it's a good thing that I am not working next Tues, I would be a basket case by the end of my shift.

Because, as in all of these types of surgeries, he could not make it. And at 52 going to be 53, I'm not ready to bury him.

So, even if I don't comment back, my family and I will appreciate all the good thoughts that I know everyone will have, as will his family.

So, thank you all in advance.