Hard Week

I have received a lot of emails, asking how this week has been going. It has been a very hard week.
In terms of my treatment, I have been extraordinarily fatigued. I am very thankful for the help of my mother-in-law and our babysitter, Ellie, since my exhaustion level is extraordinarily high. Otherwise, I am doing well.
My dad had his biopsy on Monday. The first results were negative, but his doctors think maybe the biopsy missed the tumors, so he will get a different kind of biopsy within a week or so. The reason for the delay is that he was transferred to Albany Med last night due to issues with his difribulator. On Monday they are going to take it out. He has an infection they want some antibiotics on hand for, which is why they are waiting until Monday for the surgery. He remains quite weak, but his mental clarity seems to be improving each day, which is good news. I hope soon he has the strength to move from his bed to a chair.
On Thursday our dear friend Cory called us to tell us her husband, Bob, collapsed while at work in Rhode Island. While the hospital tried to save him, our beloved Bob passed away this morning. Bob had a huge personality - self-deprecating, but smart as a whip on those things he loved. He has a beautiful girl, Zada, and foster son, A, whom he doted on. My heart aches for these sweet children, but I know they will remember their dad both from their memories and the stories we tell them of pot luck dinners and game nights we shared. Cory is the most beautiful person - full of hope and light and kindness, and I know these traits are what will help her through this. But I am going to be honest, I am furious she has to go through this. I am angry and sad and heartbroken because she deserves an amazing life - not this. And I know her life will be amazing, but she will always have a hole in it - a hole that should not be there. Not yet.
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