Just after i posted last week,
I was up at bat then the pitch. The ball seemed like it was in slow motion but it was going 120 mph. before i could swing at the ball and just before I pulled the bat as far back as i could to wind up and smack it out of the park it curved,droped low and before I knew it ,it was in the catchers glove. The dreaded holler of the ump... seeer-ike. Damm. Thank you all for your support and positive and encouraging words on my last post. The fast curve is..well here we go.. Things have been rather quiet, Charlie as you know is doing surprisingly well . but the phone rang, the caller ID says moms number, "whats up ma?" She says well i went to the doctor and they found a mass in my lung and I have to have a biopsy, They (the doctors) do not like what they see...I sat up and silence. she said hello are you there?? She started to cry and we spoke for a while. So many thoughts flashed through my mind all at once that I could not grab any of them as the flew by!! should i say "Its all bullshit?" the doctors dont know anything? they are after your money? (My dad passed away and left mom a very wealthy woman and she thinks everyone is out to steel her money} But no She came to me for support just like I needed it from her when charlie was DX. Belive me I would never wish this on a cockroach and I am certainly not gloating in any way. but how ironic that when a family member is confronted with unimaginable greif that the natural thing to do is to talk ,think and express ones concern or at least I thought that was how it goes. I from the last post have made it to the pulpit of the ship and ready to jump. I guess my other brother (lazy divorced self centered ) who lives with her will have to step up to the plate, grab the bat and prey for a eye level straight slow ball !! I will fallow in the background keep aware and offer my assistance when needed but i know i will be drawn in. I will do the best I can ,Its all I can do PS mom has been a heavy smoker for decades at least five of them. I have been asking her to quit for years or at least slow down. but nooooo nope keep puffing so the old analogy,.Something about a horse and water? I talk to Charlie quite a bit and he knows what i have done for him and he appreciates it all. well I hope she is ok and quits those damm cigarettes. Ron