Its Funny

Do you remember as a kid, when you used to think up any excuse to stay up? Time to go to the bathroom all of the sudden, or not interested in water any other time of the day, but bedtime, or forgot to clean up my toys...who on earth is concerned with that! Anyways, its funny how I continue to fight going to sleep. Even now, my eyes are heavy...(I had to contend with Snorance last night) and I'm exhausted. On top of that, I have some cold/sore throat/stuffy nose/head thingie, so I'm sure the extra sleep would be a blessing, but NO...I can't stop thinking of things to do. Things that will not benefit me more than sleep...things, some things never change.

I don't really have anything to post, just...like I said, wasting time so I don't have to go to sleep. For shame...I love sleep!

I've just finished going through my enormous pile of resume's and will likely contact some applicants for interview's tomorrow. That should be fun.

Like I said...nothing to post about! :) We;re going to see the killers on Thursday, that should be fun. I'm excited about that. All I need now, is a Killers t-shirt...hmmm.

Only 12 days till my birthday, and my 1 year anniversary! Being married rocks. I have the best husband, I could have ever thought up. I actually could never have thought him up. He's pretty great. I get a great food massage nearly every day. He buys me flowers often, and other misc gifts. He's constantly serving me. He loves me incredibly, and he's my best friend. What more could a girl ask for? He's amazing.

Anyways, I think I'm ready for bed. I'm getting cranky, and I'm not fun when I'm tired.

BYE!

S

You'd Think...

I have an ad in the newspaper and online, as I'm looking for a new receptionist for my office. You would not even believe the volume of resume's that I receive that don't include cover sheets, include very poor spelling and grammer, or the "resume's" that I receive that are not resume's. They send an email, and detail themselves in the body of the email, instead of sending a proper resume. Its very strange. Its kinda hard to convey this on my blog...hmm.

Its May 2-4 weekend, and I'm thrilled to have no plans, aside from babysitting Jack tomorrow evening while Chelsea and Andrew go see Feist. That'll be fun. I'm hoping Troy will take me out for dinner tonight to that place across form the Cecil, the surf and turf place. I've heard from several people, how great that place is, and I'm hungry and don't feel like cooking. We'll see.

4 weeks form today and we're moving into our new place.

An update on Troy'd Dad, he seems to be doing a lot better. He's been able to start his 2nd Chemo treatment, and is still in the hospital. He can not sit up for more than 7 hours a day, and still can not do anything on his own. He can not walk or stand. But he's doing a lot better. Thank God.

Sorry, not much for exciting things to write about, even after not writing for a couple weeks. I have joined facebook though, the time vortex. :)

I'm off, Troy'll be home soon.

S

Emotionally Exhausted

So we're going to the circus with Vienna aand Eden on Friday. I'm so thrilled for the distraction. My brain has been going crazy with all the things happening. Lets go back to Dad.

So the tests came back yesterday and they're not sure that it was the cancer that caused the fluid on the brain, but they decided it needed to be taken out immediately (the fluid, not his brain). He was then scheduled for emergency surgery. At first Dad said he did not want the surgery, even though he was told, without the surgery he could slip into a coma within hours, and die likely within the day. He said no to the surgery, until he was told by his cancer doctor, that she really thought perhaps the fluid had nothing to do with the cancer. Then he decided he'd like to go ahead with the surgery.

He was in surgery at 9pm last night (Monday). They put 4 holes in his head, to drain the fluid out. Apparently today, he's doing much better than he was yesterday. His physical state however has digressed, and he is back, unable to do very basic body functions such as feeding himself, even scratching his face is difficult.

The tests are not back yet, as to whether the fluid is lymphatic or not, and I'm not sure when those tests are coming.


On a completely different, and equally sad note, some dear friends of mine are going through hell as well right now. (this info is to the best of my knowledge) On Friday Willy Dueck went for a run by himself on his lunch hour, and did not return. He was found by some misc. person, lying on the side of the road, not breathing. This person started CPR, and 911 was called. he was rushed to Emergency, where hours later (after 10pm at night, his frantic family finally located him). He was in a coma. Apparently the doctors wanted to keep him in a coma for a while, to diagnose the situation or something? Sunday, they began warming his body to bring him out of the coma. today I've heard that he's woken up, but a brain scan shows there is a lot of brain damage. he is communicating with only blinking his eyes. How does something like this, happen to such a good man.

So all around me, is talk of hospitals, and illness. its difficult. I'm exhausted. i could hardly keep my eyes open after I got home tonight, but I'm trying to do some things aroudn the house, and post here to keep everyone updated.

Thanks for all the thoughts and prayers.

Shara

Home Again

After a long drive back, we're home again. Up until a minute ago, I was relieved to be here. It was great to have a night to relax, and not worry about going to the hospital, or if anything needed being done. Now I just feel sick.

Let me get you up to speed. Slowly, they've been taking tubes out of Dad, and he's been learning to do things on his own. Feed himself, drink again, and doing a bit of physio. He's looking completely different than when we saw him last Sunday. His color is returning, and his jokes are coming back too. Then Thursday Mom washed his hair, and his hair started to fall out in her hands. (due to the chemo), so he decided he wanted his head shaved.

We were all a little concerned about how he would look, however he looked great with no hair. He even looks younger than his 65 years. We decided to leave Sunday morning as we needed to get back to work. I think I've only worked 5 days in the last 4 weeks, and I want to go back to work. Thursday they took Dad off the epidural he was on, and put him on morphone. i guess they were concerned that perhaps the cancer had gone into his spine, causing numbness in his legs. We were relieved to find out this was not the case, however they decided to leave him off the epidural, and leave him with the morphine. Since then, he's not been himself. We thought he was just tired. He slept all the time, and could no longer remember things very well. He couldn't stay awake for any amount of time.

I just got a call from Troy, and the doctors think perhaps the cancer has gone into his brain. Apparently they are going to do some tests on him this afternoon, and if he goes into cardiac arrest due to this...they will not recusitate him.

I feel sick to my stomach. If you will, please pray with us. Sigh...I was hoping to not have to think about hospitals, or sickness for a long time. We thought Dad was getting better. Both of us agreed on Saturday after our good-byes that we didn't feel like that was goodbye forever. We were both encouraged.

s

Flowers From Dad's Garden

On a happier note, I'll post some photo's I took in Dad's garden.

Continuing On

Thanks to all of those who have posted words of support. We really appreciate them.

We're still in Kelowna. It is an amazingly beautiful place here; if you get a chance, I'd definitely recommend coming here for a holiday. Our time here, is far from that.

The complications from Dad's Surgery on Friday are working themselves out, and he looks a ton better than he did when we first arrived. The tube going from his mouth to his stomach has been taken out, and he can now talk a little bit. It is hard for him, and labored, but he can do it, if he so desires.

The surgeon scheduled him for a cat scan yesterday, however his oncologist cancelled it as she advised his organs could not handle the scan. Lucky for him, like I said earlier, the complications from surgery are working themselves out, however on the other hand, the cancer is still raveging his poor body. His organs are reaching the beginning stages of shut down apparently.

He can not begin to fight the cancer, until he gets chemo, however he can't continue chemo until he's improved dramatically from the surgery, which could be days, even weeks.

We're hoping to have a family meeting with the Dad's team of doctors, or perhaps one of them at a time, to discuss the prognosis.

It is very difficult to be here. It is very difficult to see Dad like this...and Mom like this as well.

On a completely different topic, I've joined facebook with the extra time I've had here, with nothing to do. So if you are already on facebook, look me up! If not, don't worry I didn't give them my email addresses so you won't be getting an email from me...from facebook...well I hope you won't anyways, those are terribly annoying.

I'll let you know how we make out in the Dr. meeting.

S