"So tell me, what is it that you plan to do/ with your one wild and precious life?"
--Mary Oliver

Sunday, December 17, 2006

when it rains it pours

More bad news: My Aunt Barb (for whom I was named) has breast cancer, which has spread to her lymph nodes and bones. I believe she's starting radiation next week, but things are still up in the air a bit while they complete more tests.

I talked to my mom on the phone earlier this afternoon; she was very short of breath and her nurse said she's been rather confused today. The doctor hadn't been by yet when I called. I'm going to go see her in a little while, so hopefully I can find out what's going on then.

Ho ho ho.

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