I'm bored with telling the inlaws story right now, I'm sure I'll pick it up later, but I don't really feel like being petty at the moment.
Instead I'm pissed. Turns out my dad has cancer. He's been having some symptoms for the last year, at least, but he is deathly afraid of doctors because he just KNOWS that if he goes to one, they'll find somthing wrong with him. Again, he was right. I'm pissed because we've been bugging him to get checked out for months, but he refused. I hope it isn't too late.
He meets with a surgeon on Monday. I'm not even sure he'll accept treatment. I just don't know how to deal with someone who insists on being so negative and uncooperative. It's sad and frustrating to say the least.
In other news, I'm going to my first NASCAR event next weekend in Indianapolis. I understand our seats are in the shade, but I'm really hoping that the weather is pleasant. I can't imagine sitting out at a race track in the kindof temps we've been having lately. *melt* I never in my entire life thought I'd be going to a NASCAR race. I'm sure it will be an interesting experience though. I am a little scared of getting hit in the head with flying car parts. Maybe I'll wear a helmet. LOL.
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Cancer's a bitch, ain't it? I could have written the 2nd and 3rd paragraphs of this post last April. Hope your dad gets this caught in time and responds well to treatment. *hugs*
Oh, true, I'm so sorry. I hope it's been caught in time.
Have a good time at Indy.
*HUGS*
You always know whre to find me if you need to vent.
Pam, I'm so sorry. I hope it's still treatable. *hugs*
I am sorry to hear about your dad. I hope the surgery and follow up treatments are successful.
As for the helmet, I say no.
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