Busy week. Went to bible study for busy women today (like I have time for this?). It was awesome! Lots of sharing and stories and just a lot of drama in the group right now. My secret prayer pal shared she lost her Mom a while back and her Dad is living with her and her family and he has just been diagnosed with cancer. Boy, did that one really get me. All the sudden she is balling her eyes out and I started crying right there with her. I didn't want to say anything about myself to the group after that scene, so I just asked for prayers as I am going to the doctors on Friday. I saw her a little while after class and told her I was sorry about her Dad, and that it must be rough coming on the heels of her Mothers death. Told her I knew how scary it must be, and that I too had been diagnosed with the C. She wrapped her arms around me and I hugged her back. I didn't think she would let go, but eventually she did. I gave her my number and told her to call me anytime if she needed to talk. Asked her not to say anything to anyone, just want to keep mum about it....Still don't want to give it out there, as I don't think I can take all the fussing, or worse, the scared looks people give you when you do tell them. Its absolutely frightening. No point upsetting my sister in law (she knows I got diagnosed with it, but doesn't know how serious). Also asked them to pray for my neighbor lady (Irene) we share the same middle name, so I have felt close to her, even before I moved here. Anyways, her daughter in law came the other day and told me they have called in hospice, she doesn't have much time left. So sad, she'd such a little thing....and I noticed she was even smaller since Christmas by about 5-10 lbs when she was already way too thin to start with. I knew it had to getting worse, but I just try and be cheerful and talk about happy things. So I stopped by today and her daughter was staying with her, they've all started staying in shifts so she won't be alone. Its all so scary to think about. Maybe God is getting me ready to face I might die from this....Or to let me know how bad it could get. Lets hope it doesn't. I applied for insurance on the house, am trying to get it all insured, so no one will have to do much, if things are worse than expected. Funny how calm you can be, after you quit crying. Right now I am feeling I'm getting in a place where I can talk about it a bit more.....just saying I am scared is such a big step, but my fear is giving into it and I certainly don't want to do that. Tomorrow they come to measure up the house for the kitchen, butlers pantry and new laundry room. Am looking forward to not schlepping my laundry to the laundry mat and having an oven that doesn't have to have the door propped shut with a broom stick. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........
Mom is getting excited about her place being ready soon and we have gone over and over what she will do with her new place. Then I can get to the business of really having some thoughts to myself and not have to watch what I do in my own home anymore. I like the idea of actually having some private time....wonder how long that will last. Poor thing....she is still sick. Oh.....my sister in law left the baby with Mom while we went to bible study and Nippy Tippy bit the baby's finger after she pulled the blanket off him and he had already growled at her once and Mom had told her to leave the dog alone.....too bad she's only 2 and paid Grams no mind....and came back and pulled the covers off AGAIN as soon as Mom wasn't looking. Getting her finger nipped for good measure. Needless to say, he got a good screaming at from her, and then from me when I got home. He knew he was bad....staying in his basket while he got yelled at, hung his head and finally came over and leaned his head into my lap to express his regret at having bit the baby. I know he was sorry, but he still bit her, and we can't have that. So, I drug the kennel out of the basement and set it up and plan on using it to let him control his area.....kids know when he is in the kennel that is OFF LIMITS to them. Hopefully the baby will get it too.....lets see if being 2 and seeing "doggie jail" clicks. No doubt she will still find a way to stick her fingers into the kennel to pet him, she just loves the dog. Too bad he's such a little horses ass when he's sleeping, but aren't we all....speaking of which......time to get some sleep myself.