I’ve seen a look in dogs’ eyes,
a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt,
and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.
John Steinbeck
Life is truly a mixed bag of nuts…
Despite our best preparations, plots and plans…
most of the time we have no clue as to what we’re going to get.
The tasty or the succulent, the salty or the sweet,
the crunchy or the sour or even the stale and the rotten…
But as it is life, we take what we can get, and get when we can…
Aunt Mothaaaa, aka Martha, met with the oncologist yesterday.
I was sitting with Dad when she called with her news.
Now you need to know that we’ve been living under a huge dark cloud.
Dad is dad and sadly rapidly declining.
Martha’s news of a spreading cancer hit like a rock.
She told me Sunday that she refused to turn the lights on her christmas tree
and wondered if she’d ever see those precious heirloom ornaments of hers ever again…
as she had begun expressing how she wanted her things to be “divvied up”…
Funny what we think about when faced with our own mortality…
Heaviness had wrapped its suffocating arms tightly around my small family.
When Martha called, I stepped out of dad’s room as I had not yet told
him about Martha.
There was a light joy in her voice.
The Oncologist told her that the cancer had indeed come from the
removed diseased kidney.
Chemotherapy wouldn’t touch it.
And there was no way to radiate three organs
And there was no cure for the cancer…
But….
He told her that she can take a pill, four times a day, for the rest of her life
and that will keep the cancer at bay, keeping it from spreading.
She was elated.
I finally exhaled…something I don’t think I’ve done in three weeks.
So whereas things are tragically racing down hill faster than I like for Dad,
we will stop momentarily this day, in order to rejoice for this moment
for Aunt Mothaaaaaaaa!
Who by the way has asked that I thank all “my blogging peeps”, my friends, for their
prayers…
because for next to being told she was cancer free, yesterday’s news was
about as good as it could get…
But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them ever sing for joy,
and spread your protection over them, that those who love your name may exult in you.
Psalm 5:11
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