When it rains, it pours...
The Parentals spent 8 days in Houston visiting with specialists; got back on Friday night after 9pm. That was Mom's birthday.
Spent Saturday with Mom & the Gang... and got to visit with Dad for a bit. He's very exhausted- i can't even imagine. Just the thought of the 8 days of testing wears me out.
Parentals went back to Houston early Sunday with the plan to follow up with specialists Monday to get a plan together for treatment; however, Dad was admitted to the hospital late in the day and no more word is being shared...
Interesting how the siblings are handling, or not handling the news- the popular outlook has taken a turn for the worse- the prevailing attitude being that Dad wont be coming back from Houston at all... safe to say that morale around the Chaks compound is at an all-time low. Still, i got the impression that Dad is ready to move on - based on our conversation and his demeanor on Saturday afternoon... which is good enough for me.
I'm almost happy that i spent all day Sunday completely immobilized by a stomach virus- and between work and managing to keep my Mom's cat fed & plants alive... and my own household from coming off the tracks... i've got plenty-enough on my plate to help me stay present. =)
Can we please reschedule Christmas to the 3rd week in January? Pretty please?
Spent Saturday with Mom & the Gang... and got to visit with Dad for a bit. He's very exhausted- i can't even imagine. Just the thought of the 8 days of testing wears me out.
Parentals went back to Houston early Sunday with the plan to follow up with specialists Monday to get a plan together for treatment; however, Dad was admitted to the hospital late in the day and no more word is being shared...
Interesting how the siblings are handling, or not handling the news- the popular outlook has taken a turn for the worse- the prevailing attitude being that Dad wont be coming back from Houston at all... safe to say that morale around the Chaks compound is at an all-time low. Still, i got the impression that Dad is ready to move on - based on our conversation and his demeanor on Saturday afternoon... which is good enough for me.
I'm almost happy that i spent all day Sunday completely immobilized by a stomach virus- and between work and managing to keep my Mom's cat fed & plants alive... and my own household from coming off the tracks... i've got plenty-enough on my plate to help me stay present. =)
Can we please reschedule Christmas to the 3rd week in January? Pretty please?