Well I'll start with the good news. My dad had his first chemo treatment on Friday and had 4 liters of fluid drained from his stomach, which provided him much relief. In typical fashion, I called to check on him and he was so excited to tell me the news. It wasn't that he was feeling better or that he was having a great day, but rather, the resident that was taking the fluid from his stomach was HOT and SINGLE. He was working his magic to try and set us up he said. Now, in 33 years, my father has RARELY meddled in my relationships. There have been the occasional comments of thank God he's gone, but otherwise, nothing like this. I think he sees it as his mission to find me a man that he approves of, since I have been unsuccessful in that department to date.
The bad news is that my wonderful great aunt Mable, aka my grandmother #3, or the nice and normal one, passed away late Saturday night from pancreatic cancer. She fought bravely and was peaceful towards the end. I will be sad to see her go, since she was my Italian grandmother's sister, and she was the one who provided the ying to my grandma's yang (hidden message: she was complimentary when good old grandma was not!)
I'm headed back up to Pitt tomorrow morning to represent the family since my dad is too sick to go to the viewing and will be in chemo for the funeral.
I am waiting for the silver lining to come out of these dark clouds of recent weeks. However, patience is running a bit thin these days. Good news is Friday night, I will have a bit of an escape - New Kids On The Block return to DC and I will be there to relive my youth, yet again!
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