Mar 11, 2010 16:38
Well, I guess they do say that bad things come in threes, but I hate to imagine what the third blow is going to be.
Francine has cancer.
She's been suffering from mysterious bleeding for a few months and they finally figured out what it is. Her first procedure of tumor removal/pathology is happening while I'm gone, but if at all possible I'm going to call her from wherever we are and find out how she's doing. We can only hope for the best; she's a tough cookie, but, understandably, she's still a bit in shock. Whatever happens, I'll do what I can to help out.
It just gives you pause, I guess. At least, it does me.
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