On the 5th I mentioned that I had a family member in the hospital having surgery to remove a tumor. Later that day I mentioned the surgery went well and they were recovering. I tried not to go in to too many details, because it’s not my story, but I would like to share a bit more.

We found out in March that my mom’s dad had colon cancer. He was the one having surgery on the 5th. He is still in the hospital. He just came out of ICU this Friday, but still has a myriad of problems. He still has cancer in his body, a weak heart (has always had that), liver problems, and pneumonia. He also cannot remember how to swallow and is rapidly losing weight. He can somewhat speak, but it’s more like mumbling and hard to understand him (although seems to be getting better).

A few weeks ago, we found out my mom’s mom had a tumor. She also has colon cancer. She had the tumor removed on Thursday, and seemed to be recovering well (can talk to us, normal pain, etc.). But the doctor told her yesterday that she still has cancer in some of the lymph nodes they took.

Steven and I went to Dubuque, IA on Wednesday night and stayed there through last night. We wanted to be there when my grandma had surgery and spend time with my grandpa.

I hate to say this, but I have to be honest (and I have been with my family) – I had a very hard time being in the hospital. I still feel too raw from all the time we spent there in August/September when Steven’s mom was ill. Some of my family members are staying overnight in the hospital, and while I felt that I should, I just couldn’t do it. We stayed at a hotel. And I feel kind of rotten, but I did the best I can. I am really happy I got to spend that time with my grandparents and my family, even though I felt so torn inside.

The latest news is that both of my grandparents are having heart issues today. It’s kind of a day-by-day game of seeing how they are going to be. It’s really an emotional mess for everyone.

So I am feeling a bit emotionally checked out and anti-social. I don’t feel like blogging or communicating. I just feel blah and worried and upset. And useless that I can’t do more. Or be there more. Or be effective when I am there.

So you know the drill – I may be quiet for awhile, I may not. I have a fun event this upcoming weekend that I know will pull me out of my meh-ness.

And thank you to all of my friends who have been supportive, and to all of you.

Here is a cute picture of my grandparents from our wedding. They’ve always been so incredibly energetic, healthy and fit (fun note – all my life, people have mistaken my grandma for my mom – it happened again last Thursday!). This whole cancer thing is such bullsh*t and really pisses all of us off.

I mean honestly, all of my life, I thought, I want to be as happy and full of life when I am their age. I want to be doing things when I am older (they are in their mid 70s). And I guess that is the thing – my grandma said that my grandpa always told her, “No one should be sad for me if I die. I have lived the life I want to live.” And he has. I just hope he gets to keep on living that life.