So, if you’ve been following this here blog for very long, you probably remember back in March when I was celebrating and dancing on Cancer’s grave. I really thought that it was in our past, and that myself and my family could relax.
Well, the Bitch is back.
In April, just weeks after I got my final all clear, my father was diagnosed with cancer. In the last few months, he’s undergone chemotherapy and radiation treatments. In August, he is scheduled for surgery. I will be heading north, and will be staying with my folks during the surgery and recovery. I’m very thankful that my company is being very flexible, and allowing me to work remotely during that time.
My father’s prognosis is very good, and with the surgery, he should make a full recovery. However, it is still a very stressful time for us all.
And I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t fucking with my head at all, the number of family member who’ve dealt with cancer in the last few years. It would be nice to have just six months without it. Or to be able to come down from one loss or one battle before then next comes along.
I am exhausted. I am unmotivated.
2 thoughts on “Return of My Old Nemesis”
I wish your father well, though I don’t know him. I wish you the best also.
Thank you, Steve. I think we’ll be all right. It’s just going to take a little longer than I thought before I get to stick my tongue out at the universe and say “HA! Missed me!”