nixtress's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Heart stoppers and NaNoWriMo My heart skipped some this afternoon. At 1:33 this afternoon, my cousin called me at work to tell me that they'd called the emergency squad for my Grams, they thought she was having a stroke. And directly after telling me that, Amy informed me that Grandpa most likely had prostate cancer. She said that my aunt Bert had gotten his test results back and he'd scored high on one of the tests, indicating a high potential (really high) for cancer. He's to see a specialist this week, for further testing and diagnosis. It turns out that Grams was having some pretty severe pains down her arm and in her shoulder. And while they aren't ruling out what they call a mini-stroke, they said it could also be caused by severe and debilitating arthritis. To me, those two things are at opposite ends of the spectrum and, while wishing my Grams weren't in pain, I'd much rather it be arthritis. I'm sure that's pretty self-explanatory and understandable. The last time I spoke to my Gramps, the doctors had given her morphine and were discharging her. I'll see her in the morning. I'm worried about my Gramps. I'm doing some online research about prostate cancer, to get a better idea of the possible situation. That helps, some. No need to panic yet, right? *** It's almost been a year since my mother's mother died. I remember the day of her graveside memorial service was drizzly and windy and cold. It was also the day our town held Trick or Treating. I hope she smiled, wherever she was, at the joy my sons felt all dressed up. And I can't help but think that it's too soon to lose anyone else. I just...can't. *** The boys have had their baths, and while one plays in the family room, the other is making his own music via keyboard in the living room. They both have an artistic side that just knocks my socks off. *** I checked into a link off his diary, and am seriously considering doing it myself. NaNoWriMo. Go and see it. I'm going to finish the bedtime rituals and then indulge my inner research assistant. N.
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Addendum, because I found it and I had to.
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