Party Pics

Me and my daughter Julie 40's Birthday Party

Julie their friend Pam and Jamie

I am having trouble writing. I feel so sad all the time and I cry at the drop of a hat.  All I think about is Ron and worry about how he is feeling and how will he handle the results of the next test.  It will confirm that the cancer has spread to his lungs but I am afraid of what the oncologist will tell him and how he will react.  I suppose there is nothing I can do except love him and support him the best way I can.  He was talking last night about having an estate sale and selling his house.  We are buying matching rings and having them inscribed on the inside.   

My daughters had their 40th birthday USO party last Saturday.  Ron had so much fun.  We had our first dance and though I teared up a little it was a special memory.  He danced with each of my daughters too.  I was so happy the girls had hired a photographer and I'm looking forward to getting copies of the pictures she took. 

RESULTS

The results of the recent liver tests indicate the cancer has not invaded the liver.  However, he does have 3 tumors in his left lung.  This will be confirmed by a PET scan sometime next week and if it is confirmed they will not be doing surgery.  Ron will be referred to an oncologist instead.  I really don't know what any of this means so I'm still in a wait and see mode.    I don't really understand why they will not do surgery??????  I keep thinking "HURRY UP AND GET IT OUT".  So, I'm lost.

I did convince Ron to call his daughter tomorrow.  He's not in a good place today so I agree it would be better to wait until tomorrow.

Tomorrow my daughters are having their 40th birthday "USO" swing party.  I wish I felt festive.

Last Friday Ron had his CT chest exray.  His appointment was at 12:30 but he didn't get taken back until 2:30 and then he was told the room wasn't ready and had to wait another 30 minutes.  To say he was peaved is only slightly describing his mood.  Then they tried to do another test (which had already been done the week before) and upon his insistence they looked long enough and finally confirmed that fact.  Now if he hadn't known what tests had already been done they would have repeated it and of course his insurance would have denied paying for it the second time and you know the hospital wouldn't have eaten that mistake.   What a bumble @#$% mess.  This did nothing to boost his confidence in the healthcare system.

On Saturday we learned that my son-in-law's mother (who also went all through school with Ron & I) was given a terminal diagnosis on Friday with a prognosis of 12 weeks.  She went in to see her doctor with a backache and after many tests it was confirmed that she has cancer throughout her body.  This news was hard to hear on the heals of Ron's cancer return.    I have a picture of Debbie and I sitting side-by-side in our first grade school picture with Ron standing behind us.  Debbie's son met my daughter when they were in kindergarten and I have a school picture of them too.   None of this would be surprising in a small town but we live in a city of over 130,000 people, not including the university.

Friday is our big day.  We will get the results of all Ron's recent tests.  Please keep him in your prayers!  Debbie too! 

TGIF

Ron is having his CT chest x-ray today.  We will get the results next Friday.  I am so glad it is Friday.  Ron is going to the football game tomorrow and I am having lunch with a friend and going to see a movie on Saturday.

My brother Mike checked himself into the hospital psych. unit Wednesday night.  He's having a lot of trouble dealing with Ron's impending surgery and the earthquake Wednesday just kind of sent him on over the edge.  I'm leaving work early today to go by and check on him and brag on him for being so proactive and recognizing he needed some help.  He didn't even call me this time, he called our older brother.  He didn't want me worrying about him......that almost made me cry when I heard it.

Spaghetti 
 
For 2 years a man was having an affair with an 
Italian woman. 
 
One night, she confided in him that she was 
pregnant. Not wanting to ruin his reputation 
or his marriage, He paid her a large sum of 
money if she would go to Italy to secretly have 
the child. If she stayed in Italy to raise the child, 
he would also provide child support until the child 
turned 18. 
 
She agreed, but asked how he would 
know when the baby was born. To keep 
it discreet, he told her to simply mail him a post card, and write 
'Spaghetti' 
on the back. He would then arrange for the child 
support payments to begin. 
 
One day, about 9 months later, he came home to his confused wife. 
 
'Honey!,' she said, 'you received a very strange 
post card today.' 
 
'Oh, just give it to me and I'll explain it 
later,' he said. The wife obeyed and watched as 
her husband read the card, turned white, 
and fainted. 
 
On the card was written: 
 
Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, Spaghetti, 
Spaghetti. 
 
Three with meatballs, two without.  
Send......... extra sauce

I FEEL THE EARTH SHAKE, UNDER MY FEET......

The medical itinerary has changed.  It seems no one in the doctor's office had any idea what's going on so the CT chest ex-ray wasn't ordered until yesterday and the soonest it can be done is the 15th.  That is now pushing everything back about 2 weeks.  We won't get the results until the 22nd and I don't expect surgery to occur before the 28th and it may be the first week in November.  The good thing is Ron isn't stressed about it and in fact he actually seems more relaxed.  It has given him a little time to wrap his brain around the whole thing.

We just has an earthquake......earthquake people.....here in Oklahoma.  Our entire building shook.  It felt like a bomb! 


Just found out it was a 4.5 earthquake and the epicenter was right here in Norman.  It was 5 kilometers down.  That's the strongest one I've ever felt.  We are so accustomed to tornadoes we don't think anything about it but let the earth move and just watch panic ensue.  


Ron called me and said he thought his chimney had fallen.  My daughters called and they evacuated their school.   I just thought my stomach was growling!