Optimism

Jay is once again on a plane. If the rough math is accurate, I've logged 1,200+ miles in the car over the past week with a trip to the DC Rally and to Cleveland for Dad's surgery. I'm not sure there's been any nights with more than four or five hours of sleep and there's no end in sight. Hopefully won't have to work all weekend and hopefully won't have any issues getting back on Tuesday before my daughter's surgery. I know she's smart and I know she's clever, but I didn't realize how wise she is. W apparently has five impacted wisdom teeth. While I was perhaps six or seven years older when all four of mine were removed, the experience will undoubtedly be unpleasant and I need to be there for her. 

Here's a pic of W and Dad before his surgery on Wednesday. His spirits were high and my brothers, Mom, Sister(in-law), Uncle N, and a few folks from Dad's church were all there by his side. Others wanted to visit last night but he was pretty tired so we encouraged them to wait until today. A close family is such a blessing. The chemo has apparently been working and the latest lung tumor shrunk. The Doc still removed it but was able to take a smaller portion of his lung. According to the scans and what she could see inside, no others are currently growing. Despite the fact this is surgery number three in three different places, we're optimistic this "stage 4" cancer is now under control. We could use another 13+ years of remission because these last few years have been terrible. He'll quickly heal from the immediate pain. It's the unknown that is hardest to stomach. 

Off to work soon! Time for a nap before we land. At least there are hot young men sitting all around me. Apparently that's when they travel? I'm generally stuck on a Monday flight with cranky old business men; like myself I suppose?