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Work is good. I'm very happy at my new job, it's a great fit for me culturally and creatively. I have an awesome officemate and I even like the clients. Since my work life is running smoothly, it makes sense for my personal life to downward spiral. Life can never provide good hands of both, simultaneously. I've known that for a long time.
I've mentioned here that my Dad is sick with more cancer. That's still the case. No new information, he continues to get chemo every 3 weeks and he's only been 2 two appts. I think he has 6 total. He seems to be deteriorating, but I could be reading into it. He's only *just* completed 2 treatments. Maybe it gets worse before it gets better. Maybe I'm misinterpreting side effects of chemo as progression of the cancer? Anything is possible. I haven't been briefed by his docs and he doesn't relay much detailed information about what he's dealing with/going through.
It's the rapid deterioration of his condition that concerns me. The week before Easter, you'd never have known he was sick. He was mobile and showing no pain. A week later he was diagnosed and could barely walk/sit up. The last 3 weekends, he's less and less mobile. Nearly bedridden, but not quite, only out of pride. He refuses to fully succomb to it and still join the table for dinner.
It's hard to watch because the last thing he wants is special treatment, and his greatest concern is that people will found out about his illness and pity him. So you have to pretend everything's fine while alleviating him of things he'd normally do like take the garbage out or pick up a ream of paper for the printer.
Saturday of this weekend, we had our first yard sale, a first attempt at scaling down all of the "stuff" we've collected over 47 some years of them being married and primarily in this house. Of course it was a record-setting heat wave yesterday. Ugh. We sold a few items, but there are loads more to unload b4 moving. No idea when they may move, they don't have the house on the market nor buy lined up. They have identified 2 properties they are interested in.
Anyway, I'm maintaining hope that the treatment works on my Dad's cancer.
I've mentioned here that my Dad is sick with more cancer. That's still the case. No new information, he continues to get chemo every 3 weeks and he's only been 2 two appts. I think he has 6 total. He seems to be deteriorating, but I could be reading into it. He's only *just* completed 2 treatments. Maybe it gets worse before it gets better. Maybe I'm misinterpreting side effects of chemo as progression of the cancer? Anything is possible. I haven't been briefed by his docs and he doesn't relay much detailed information about what he's dealing with/going through.
It's the rapid deterioration of his condition that concerns me. The week before Easter, you'd never have known he was sick. He was mobile and showing no pain. A week later he was diagnosed and could barely walk/sit up. The last 3 weekends, he's less and less mobile. Nearly bedridden, but not quite, only out of pride. He refuses to fully succomb to it and still join the table for dinner.
It's hard to watch because the last thing he wants is special treatment, and his greatest concern is that people will found out about his illness and pity him. So you have to pretend everything's fine while alleviating him of things he'd normally do like take the garbage out or pick up a ream of paper for the printer.
Saturday of this weekend, we had our first yard sale, a first attempt at scaling down all of the "stuff" we've collected over 47 some years of them being married and primarily in this house. Of course it was a record-setting heat wave yesterday. Ugh. We sold a few items, but there are loads more to unload b4 moving. No idea when they may move, they don't have the house on the market nor buy lined up. They have identified 2 properties they are interested in.
Anyway, I'm maintaining hope that the treatment works on my Dad's cancer.