This has been a very very rough 3-4 months for me. The move, while great, has been stressful, and then adding on the fact that my job situation is less than stellar....
Then, the cat ran away...
And then... Wham, my mom tells us two weeks ago that she has been diagnosed with Breast Cancer. We anticipate a full recovery, it is still very hard and it starts one down that path of thinking of mortality, yours and your parents. Of course the guilt of being overseas contributes to that some too.
Now.... Wham again. My sister Trish is 24 weeks pregnant, she had her water break yesterday and is now confined to a hospital bed for the rest of her pregnancy. It is so very heartwrenching to know there is nothing we can do but wait. The longer they can stay pregnant, they higher chances the baby has. If she can make it to 30 weeks... it is so much better. Make it to 35... better still, but right now, she is hoping for 24 weeks and 3 days. Each day she holds onto that baby, the better his chances are...
OK, so there is the adage that you are only as strong as the tests provided to you and surviving them... but I am done. How about some good news for a change?
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