Well, well, well.
This Monday seems to suck a bit more than most, not gonna lie. I wish I had some “miracle” to share with y’all, but we are still in the midst of waiting, waiting, waiting for news. My grandmother was transferred to a hospital with better specialists and treatments for her condition. Her doctors were fairly confident that she will beat this; however, we are still in a very scary, touch and go place. It’s frightening, as things can change so quickly.
As for my dad, he has his CAT scan today. It’s so hard, to feel so helpless, so unable to do anything to help. As someone with a bit of a control problem, it’s incredibly difficult to not know, to not have anything to do that can make things easier or better. Yesterday, I tried to do the best things I could do: I spent a lovely afternoon with my parents. My dad and I went out for Starbucks; my mom and I sat and chatted.
It’s amazing how a few days can shift your perspective so completely. I’ve had my life turned upside down before, but not like this. Not in a way that is scary, out of my hands, and dramatic. While I’ve always been grateful for my parents and my family in general, I realize once again how blessed we are to be so bonded. Sure, it hurts, because this whole situation is heartbreaking because we are so close, but I feel so lucky that I never have to doubt that my dad knows that I love him. I feel lucky that in the middle of such a terrible time, we have one another to sit with, to cry with, to laugh with.
To those who emailed me, called me, sent me texts, left comments, Tweeted at me, etc.—thank you. Thank you so much. Your support gives us hope and comfort. We are so thankful. PLEASE keep it up, and keep it comin’.