It's been a long time since I've posted here. My father's death was so momentous that I hesitated to say anything else. I'm healing, though I suppose the pain of losing him will never fully go away. I feel really bad for my stepmother. She's been really devastated.
My mother's husband Harry is dying of cancer. He's nearly 91 years old and fully aware of what's happening. He sits in a chair all day and night, sometimes cogent and sometimes not.
Now I'm dealing with a cat who has cancer. He's 3-1/2 years old. This morning, I dropped him off at the vet to have his right hind leg amputated. [sniff] It's for the best, to save his life. I feel bad that he has no idea what's in store for him. We'll have to confine him to a single room for four to six weeks! He went in so happy, oblivious to what lies ahead.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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