May. 13th, 2014

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It seems I fell out of the regular habit of reporting on my new relationship with KW, and right now it almost seems outside the realm of my powers of description. We have had a few bumps and misunderstandings, and I still struggle with feeling insecure then pushing him away, but I apologize and we make up and somehow he is still hanging around. I realize how lucky I am and vow to appreciate him and always show that I care.

Last Saturday night my downstairs neighbor, JMM, unexpectedly had three extra tickets to Drag Queen Bingo, so KW and I went to the Greek Food Fest then joined JMM and NC and a couple other ladies. It was KW's first time, we packed in Greek pastries and vodka-cran, and a good time was had by all. It had been several weeks since I visited my parents, but since it was Mother's Day I figured I should make the trip up to Butler and asked KW if he wanted to join. I told him I would like it if my Dad thought I was happy with him. So we went, and KW had nice conversations with my dad while I made drop biscuits for dinner, and then we went exploring the property next door and found some morel mushrooms.

My Dad was diagnosed with stage IV pancreatic cancer a couple months back and he and my Mom made the decision not to go through with chemotherapy. Instead he is taking some kind of green tea capsule and also some new age tea concoction from my holistic dentist uncle. I think it is ludicrous, but I do not say anything. I support whatever decisions my Dad makes regarding his own health, but it bothers me to think my Mom influenced this. He made a comment that the only thing that would save him is faith and prayer--just as ludicrous. Right after he got out of the hospital after the bile duct stent replacement, he had to take treatments for a blood infection and it seemed like he was not doing well so I visited frequently. Now he is doing ok, but having some pain and tiredness, so it does not seem as urgent to visit. When I do visit, it is hard for us to make the time meaningful. The prognosis is six months to a year, and I just do not know how to make the most of this time we have......

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