Just got back from Denny’s this morning, after spending the night with him. His mother is pretty sick and in the hospital. Apparently, she has fluid around her heart. This is not good. We went last night to get his train ticket and then looked to see if there was a movie playing at the mall. He wanted to do something to keep his mind off of what is going on with his mother. I can’t blame him at all. Sometimes I avoid calling my mom or dad because it is really hard for me to know that they are both sick. It makes it even harder that I can’t be with them and both of them don’t want me to visit them, because they want me in school. Both, mom and dad have told me that it would make them very angry if I went to them and took a semester off.
Dad had colon cancer and is in remission but he is having some serious memory problems and is also showing major signs of depression. I think he is scaring me more than mom, because he does not want to do anything which is causing him to have problems walking and such. It is almost like he is giving up and just waiting for the end to come.
Mom has lung cancer, but she is more active in her treatment. Not to say that her illness will have a better outcome then dad, but at least she is more active about it. Mom lost her sister and father to the same cancer, so I am not looking for that special miracle and neither is she. She started the chemo this past Monday and thankfully she only had a bit of sickness from it. I hope that is how it goes for the next twelve weeks.
It is hard to go to school each day with them being sick and I feel like I am being selfish, but what am I going to do, neither one of them want me to hold back in my education. So I have been taking the approach of trying to do my best for myself and them. I know that when I share with them a good grade that I received, it brightens up their day in one way or another. Mom and dad have both told me that out of the three of us, they always believed that I was the one with the good learning skills. It feels good to hear that, but I know that my brother is very smart, it is just that he really hated school and was ADHD before they knew what to call it. They used to call it hyper activity back in the day.
Well I guess that is all for now. So what picture is this and why did I post it? Well since I talked about my family a bit here, I decided that it would be nice to post something that we had in our house when I was growing up, so this is a bumper pool table and we had one in our basement. There was a cover that you could put two ways, as a table or a card table. The regular table part was kina messed up because we did arts and crafts on it (dad was not too pleased with it but didn’t complain much) so that is why I posted this picture today. TTFN