I haven't had much of import to discuss with you-all of late. In truth, D's Granny is very, very ill. She is probably dying. It's just a very hard time for D's side of the family. They live in Ohio, so it's a bit of a distance. D has already used his vacation up for the year. He has a lot of work he needs to do.
And I've had some ER trips and this and that that have cut down on D's productive work time because I can't effectively panic at the ER without someone here to watch Woodjie. (You remember our lovely ER trips, no? G got called a "faggot" this year, thus requiring him to prove his manly 14-year-old heterosexuality by slugging the offender... and then there was the doctor/ CT scans/ ER / overnight in the hospital for stomachache thing, and me falling UP the stairs like an idiot... I think that's all just since March.) We've also needed to take G back and forth to his aunt's house this summer. He just does so much better out on her farm, but that's a three day trip each time (drop off and pick up) because of sleepover time.
D wants to visit his Granny. He doesn't know how much longer she has. Could be days, hours or weeks. Probably not longer. We also don't want him to lose his job. It wouldn't be just for that... but that PLUS all the other stuff I mentioned PLUS the economy. Oh! Or just because. If this blog post disappears, it's going to be because D read it and said, "Don't write about my business," and made me delete it because it mentions his job. (Hey, you would be skittish, too, if you had to support eight people on your income.)
Already, D is reasoning in his mind and is not sure what to do. If he goes and plans a trip, he will not make the funeral. Should he see Granny now, or go comfort the family later? And there is the "a lot of stuff at work that MUST be done" factor, as D has only just returned from his vacation time. (Which we spent mowing the lawn and shopping at Sam's Club, mostly. Seems the time just starts and we figure out how to live with each other and get along in the same space, and then it's over.)
The family has opted not to tell Granny what is going on. She apparently has dementia, though I've never noticed it in my phone conversations with her. They have done all they can do, and nothing more but pain management and the like is going to be happening. I think they've told her that they can no longer fight the cancer aggressively, but she has not put two and two together.
It just stinks. Would you please pray for Granny, and for D? The family is just having a very hard time.