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January:
1) M's aunt dies of cancer, memorial service in central CA.
2) Dad tells us he's been diagnosed with Type II diabetes
3) At my annual checkup, I find out I'm insulin-resistant and need to make significant changes to prevent getting Type II diabetes myself. I get X-rays on my knees to see what's wrong with them, and schedule a procedure to remove a mole that my doctor thinks "is probably nothing, but better safe than sorry".
February:
4) Turns out my knees are not treatable. Pain management forever.
5) "Probably nothing" turns out to be a misdiagnosis. Biopsy says "evolving toward melanoma", followup scheduled with the dermatologist.
6) Dermatologist says, "we need to take more skin, because we didn't get all of the cancer cells". She also removes another mole that "is probably nothing, but better safe than sorry". Schedule additional removal for 3/18 (this coming Friday). (ETA: The second mole really was nothing; no additional bad news there.)
March:
7) Find out my maternal grandmother has gone on morphine for her lung cancer endgame. We learned of the cancer late last year, and she decided not to treat it, so this is not much of a surprise.
8) Mom and Dad take the boy to Long Beach (on Washington's Pacific coast, for those of y'all not familiar with the PNW) for the weekend, 3/7-10. Get a call at 5:30 am on 3/8 from Mom, which we assume to be related to her mother, but actually, they're being evacuated from their shoreline hotel for the tsunami. Turns out to be a nonissue for them, but very much not a nonissue for millions of other people.
9) Find out on Mom and Dad's return home from the Long Beach weekend that Dad's Aunt Brenda has died in North Carolina. We are surprised that it's happened, but not particularly surprised that it was a surprise. Aunt Brenda was the single most private individual I've ever met, and this is me talking. No service is planned, but it sounds like her husband and son will be in the area at some unspecified time in the near future to scatter her ashes.
10) Today, we get word that Mom's mom has died. Making arrangements to head to Salt Lake City for the memorial service, which will be Friday or Saturday, we think.
Shit, I knew it was a lot, but writing it all out like that really brings it home.
Not posting for sympathy, just to vent. I'm OK. Will have to see how Mom and Dad are; they were bracing for Mom's mom, but Aunt Brenda came out of left field for everyone. Find out when we get to SLC, I guess.
Other than that, things are actually going pretty darned well for M. and me and the boy. Which right now makes it worse. :/
So, fair warning, 2011: Back the hell off, because I will cut you.
1) M's aunt dies of cancer, memorial service in central CA.
2) Dad tells us he's been diagnosed with Type II diabetes
3) At my annual checkup, I find out I'm insulin-resistant and need to make significant changes to prevent getting Type II diabetes myself. I get X-rays on my knees to see what's wrong with them, and schedule a procedure to remove a mole that my doctor thinks "is probably nothing, but better safe than sorry".
February:
4) Turns out my knees are not treatable. Pain management forever.
5) "Probably nothing" turns out to be a misdiagnosis. Biopsy says "evolving toward melanoma", followup scheduled with the dermatologist.
6) Dermatologist says, "we need to take more skin, because we didn't get all of the cancer cells". She also removes another mole that "is probably nothing, but better safe than sorry". Schedule additional removal for 3/18 (this coming Friday). (ETA: The second mole really was nothing; no additional bad news there.)
March:
7) Find out my maternal grandmother has gone on morphine for her lung cancer endgame. We learned of the cancer late last year, and she decided not to treat it, so this is not much of a surprise.
8) Mom and Dad take the boy to Long Beach (on Washington's Pacific coast, for those of y'all not familiar with the PNW) for the weekend, 3/7-10. Get a call at 5:30 am on 3/8 from Mom, which we assume to be related to her mother, but actually, they're being evacuated from their shoreline hotel for the tsunami. Turns out to be a nonissue for them, but very much not a nonissue for millions of other people.
9) Find out on Mom and Dad's return home from the Long Beach weekend that Dad's Aunt Brenda has died in North Carolina. We are surprised that it's happened, but not particularly surprised that it was a surprise. Aunt Brenda was the single most private individual I've ever met, and this is me talking. No service is planned, but it sounds like her husband and son will be in the area at some unspecified time in the near future to scatter her ashes.
10) Today, we get word that Mom's mom has died. Making arrangements to head to Salt Lake City for the memorial service, which will be Friday or Saturday, we think.
Shit, I knew it was a lot, but writing it all out like that really brings it home.
Not posting for sympathy, just to vent. I'm OK. Will have to see how Mom and Dad are; they were bracing for Mom's mom, but Aunt Brenda came out of left field for everyone. Find out when we get to SLC, I guess.
Other than that, things are actually going pretty darned well for M. and me and the boy. Which right now makes it worse. :/
So, fair warning, 2011: Back the hell off, because I will cut you.