When it rains it pours...... last week I was just saying to Darryl that things were going so smoothly. Lucas was becoming easier to look after and that life was on the straight and narrow. Well things continue to escalate now.
Don't get me wrong, the boys and the dog have been great. Lucas also continues to be good. Although he hasn't slept through the night in a couple of nights. Last night we also had a case of Shaun waking up crying in the middle of the night. It was crazy becuasae it woke me out of a sleep, but when I went in to give him a hug, Matthew (who is beside him) is sound asleep. I picked up him and brought him into our bed for 10 minutes till he was feeling better.
The dog is also getting calmer, either that or more exhausted playing with Emma.
Why things are getting worse is my Dad. Although maybe it's for the better. Yesterday he went to ER at the Rockyview becuase his vision is getting worse. After many hours and tests they figured out he has a pituitary adenoma (or in layman's terrms a tumor on his pituitary gland). Which is a freaky thing to hear, but it actually is an okay diagnosis. It is one of the most common types of brain tumors, although Dad's is quite large. 1 in 10000 people get pituitary adenomas. They are going to do surgery to remove it probably next week. He'll be in the hospital till then, which kind of concerns me that they want to keep that close of eye on him, but lets all keep our fingers crossed that everything will be a-okay.
Anyway so that continues with my craziness for today, plus I didn't feel 100%, but anyway...... Tommorrow we pick up Pat from the airport and then we'll go see Dad at the hospital, so the blog will probably be late tommorrow.
1 comment:
Jenn,
I was shocked to read your blog with details about your Dad. We'll be keeping our fingers crossed here in London and waiting for the good news that his surgery will have gone great and his prognosis will be excellent. I can't picture anything holding George down for long. He's so vibrant!
Hang tough kiddo...waiting for a family member to receive treatment is the hardest part of the journey.
Love, hugs and kisses,
Lori
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