Sigh. It happened again. Hiatus.
Well, I've been BUSY, people. I will actually post my dad updates to the blog in the coming week - I was sending out updates on a daily basis to family and friends.
Short-story, Dad is hanging in there and doing as well as could be conceivably imagined after his surgery. It is still a long road ahead but right now progress is great though we still have some unknowns.
Lots else has happened too but I've got some catching up to do first.
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
The Upside and the Downside of the Last Two Weeks
I'm not going to stress about blogging. I'll tell you that right now. But I guess I am owing a catch-up since going AWOL about 2+ weeks ago. Well, there's been some reason behind it.
First, work had been somewhat slow. Which is kind of a bummer, always gives me pause and makes me question if I am doing the right thing. But I come around, and I know that I am, and remember that the economy is still crappy, and things change quickly.
And they do.
Last week I got one new client, and two new possible clients. Plus, an existing client that I adore has allowed for slightly higher comp. Nice! Feeling like my mojo is running a bit. Very good stuff.
And then, I get a call from my Dad. He has a spot bothering him in his throat, and he is going to get a biopsy. On my birthday. Which is really just coincidence, and I'm all for sooner rather than later with that stuff, but the messed up part is that it was 12 years ago that he told me he had cancer. So...what the heck. Okay, well, we don't know anything yet.
I'll fast forward. They are squamus cells and will need treatment. But, the good news is that it looks like it may be less invasive than last time, probably no surgery. He's had an additional PET scan to determine the extent of what he is dealing with today. At any rate, we are waiting to see. No pity, please, Dad hates that. He'll attack it with both barrels, and he'll beat it. That's the only option, and I know it's the way he views it.
So...I've had other things on my mind. Which is ok.
First, work had been somewhat slow. Which is kind of a bummer, always gives me pause and makes me question if I am doing the right thing. But I come around, and I know that I am, and remember that the economy is still crappy, and things change quickly.
And they do.
Last week I got one new client, and two new possible clients. Plus, an existing client that I adore has allowed for slightly higher comp. Nice! Feeling like my mojo is running a bit. Very good stuff.
And then, I get a call from my Dad. He has a spot bothering him in his throat, and he is going to get a biopsy. On my birthday. Which is really just coincidence, and I'm all for sooner rather than later with that stuff, but the messed up part is that it was 12 years ago that he told me he had cancer. So...what the heck. Okay, well, we don't know anything yet.
I'll fast forward. They are squamus cells and will need treatment. But, the good news is that it looks like it may be less invasive than last time, probably no surgery. He's had an additional PET scan to determine the extent of what he is dealing with today. At any rate, we are waiting to see. No pity, please, Dad hates that. He'll attack it with both barrels, and he'll beat it. That's the only option, and I know it's the way he views it.
So...I've had other things on my mind. Which is ok.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
2008 Lunch with Dad
Yes, I see my father far more than once a year, but once every year we go out to lunch--just the two of us. We try to go sometime between our birthdays, and we talk about everything that is going on in our lives. It was great. I love to get into my dad's head a little bit and he usually adds good perspective on my current dramas.
We started this kind of morbidly. In 1998, the year C & I were married, my dad told me--on my birthday, no less--that he had throat/tongue cancer. (For all you smokers out there...I'll post the blood and guts battle details another time,) He needed aggressive treatment and he wanted to come visit me in NYC for a great lunch prior to starting chemo and getting surgery, and ultimately a food tube.
I can remember heading back to the office that day, full of wine and food, and bursting into tears once I knew he couldn't see me anymore. He had that food tube for our wedding and couldn't have a real drink with us to celebrate our wedding day. (He did, however, have a shot of Courvosier straight into the food tube the night of our rehearsal...something he admitted was probably not the best idea. My dad is a pisser.)
So now we go somewhere very yummy, sometimes with a lot of wine, and always too much food to call it lunch. This year, Harvest-on-Hudson...we got to eat outside, which was lovely.
We think maybe next year we'll return to our usual location in NYC -- DaSilvano.
Thanks for lunch, Dad.
We started this kind of morbidly. In 1998, the year C & I were married, my dad told me--on my birthday, no less--that he had throat/tongue cancer. (For all you smokers out there...I'll post the blood and guts battle details another time,) He needed aggressive treatment and he wanted to come visit me in NYC for a great lunch prior to starting chemo and getting surgery, and ultimately a food tube.
I can remember heading back to the office that day, full of wine and food, and bursting into tears once I knew he couldn't see me anymore. He had that food tube for our wedding and couldn't have a real drink with us to celebrate our wedding day. (He did, however, have a shot of Courvosier straight into the food tube the night of our rehearsal...something he admitted was probably not the best idea. My dad is a pisser.)
So now we go somewhere very yummy, sometimes with a lot of wine, and always too much food to call it lunch. This year, Harvest-on-Hudson...we got to eat outside, which was lovely.
We think maybe next year we'll return to our usual location in NYC -- DaSilvano.
Thanks for lunch, Dad.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Happy Birthday Dad!
My Dad turns 66 today! I can't believe it.
He has been so awesome this year with the house and the pregnancy and everything, helping out and really generous with his gifts and time. I love you, Dad.
He has been so awesome this year with the house and the pregnancy and everything, helping out and really generous with his gifts and time. I love you, Dad.
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