This upcoming week, I have a rather tense week. I have to accompany my mom up to NJ, to visit with the doctors, and so she can undergo tests. On Monday mom is undergoing a lung biopsy. The Dr said the lung biopsy is fairly routine, but said there is a small chance of complication, and that she has to be kept overnight. I believe that Friday there will be blood work taken, and a visit to the breast doctor.
I've been very good about thinking positively lately, especially since we turned my mom's case over to the new Dr in NJ. I have the utmost confidence in him. Tonight, the whole thought of the tests, and the situation, caused me to break down and cry a little, and my mom got really angry. She refuses to believe anything but that she's going to be okay for a long time.
I'm sorry, but when the person you love the most in the world is seriously ill, that's a natural thought. Nor did mom want to hear any guilt feelings I have, about feeling like I impeded her life. She told me she doesn't blame me in the least, and that my father is to blame for it all. Mostly, she's right.
I got into it with my father on the phone today. He really is a low slimebag. At the time the woman he was married to for 23 years has cancer, the woman who gave him his son, all he does is to call me twice a week to find out information, because he's hoping for bad news. He keeps patting himself on the back that he pays alimony, and hasn't put my mom in the street. I keep asking myself: Should I pat myself on the back, that I haven't beat the hell out of him, for him giving me veiled, and direct, threats that he's going to put my mom out in the street? He is the most hateful and miserable human being. I'm going to be writing him next Monday to ask for the money needed to move to NJ for mom's treatment. I know he wont give it to me, and will cry poverty. Fucking bastard. At that point, he will see what's going to happen to him when he doesnt give it to me. (All within the confines of the law of course, as he isnt worth the penalty if I did beat the hell out of him).
So thats the story. Any thoughts would be appreciated about mom's upcoming test. Thanks.
Mitch
I've been very good about thinking positively lately, especially since we turned my mom's case over to the new Dr in NJ. I have the utmost confidence in him. Tonight, the whole thought of the tests, and the situation, caused me to break down and cry a little, and my mom got really angry. She refuses to believe anything but that she's going to be okay for a long time.
I'm sorry, but when the person you love the most in the world is seriously ill, that's a natural thought. Nor did mom want to hear any guilt feelings I have, about feeling like I impeded her life. She told me she doesn't blame me in the least, and that my father is to blame for it all. Mostly, she's right.
I got into it with my father on the phone today. He really is a low slimebag. At the time the woman he was married to for 23 years has cancer, the woman who gave him his son, all he does is to call me twice a week to find out information, because he's hoping for bad news. He keeps patting himself on the back that he pays alimony, and hasn't put my mom in the street. I keep asking myself: Should I pat myself on the back, that I haven't beat the hell out of him, for him giving me veiled, and direct, threats that he's going to put my mom out in the street? He is the most hateful and miserable human being. I'm going to be writing him next Monday to ask for the money needed to move to NJ for mom's treatment. I know he wont give it to me, and will cry poverty. Fucking bastard. At that point, he will see what's going to happen to him when he doesnt give it to me. (All within the confines of the law of course, as he isnt worth the penalty if I did beat the hell out of him).
So thats the story. Any thoughts would be appreciated about mom's upcoming test. Thanks.
Mitch
