My mom has breast cancer. Again. She caught it very early on, but she does have to have a double mastectomy, which will require several weeks of recovery. But since my dad will be in the midst of tax season (read: 70 hour weeks), and my sister Kate is working lots of hours for my dad's accounting firm, they won't be around much during the day to help momma. Luckily (and kind of unluckily at the same time), my part-time teaching job is very flexible, so I'm here to act as nurse and maid and driver and chef for a few weeks.
Also my dog is slowly trying to die and my favorite cat needs to have half of his (rotting) teeth pulled to avoid an infection that could kill him. At this point I feel like 2014 could be better. But then, it could definitely be worse. I can think of a lot of ways it could be worse, ways which I shan't put down in words lest the evil jinn get any ideas.
Meanwhile, Trav started a new term. He's been eating plenty of plain rice with raw bell peppers, scrambled eggs, and granola. He's been spending lots of time with Portuguese speaking missionaries (he could use a regular friend outing), and procrastinating his homework.
On a more positive note, I have a mountain of things to knit for my family and a momma who will buy lots of yarn, and I've learned how to do cables. As you can see, however, I need to work on my sizing a bit.
2 comments:
I'll be thinking of you and your family. I'm so glad you were able to be there for your mother.
I think you need to keep that hat on you at all times, so that every time 2014 slugs you, you can put it on and simultaneously hide/ward it off with said hat's delightfulness.
[That didn't make any sense, but I've been trapped in a polar vortex for a month.]
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