I found out yesterday, a couple of hours before a performance of my "Indiana" musical, that my mother (she lives next door to me) was diagnosed with colon cancer. She was in the hospital last week getting 2 units of blood and 4 units of plasma. While scoping here they found the tumor. She is getting a CT scan today and seeing a surgeon tomorrow to schedule the operation.
She is taking it well and so are we. She is 85 and ok with whatever happens.
Over the years we have talked about death and dying and what we would do.
Last night we were talking and I said - well, Mom - what is the worst that could happen?
You die and see Jesus and Marlin (my younger brother - he died of AIDS 14 years ago) - sounds like a good deal.
She really agreed and said she is ready to go whenever it might happen.
She said you have to die of something after all! That is SO my mom!
I am guessing her surgery is early next week.
We are hoping to get her to Ft.Wayne over the weekend so we can pull off a surprise remodel that we had planned before any of this came up. A crew is coming Friday morning to put in a pocket door in her small bathroom and take out the bath and put in a stand up shower with a seat. She will be thrilled when she walks in. All of my siblings are contributing to make this a family love gift for her. It will be much safer for her and an enormous help after her cancer surgery.
I dropped my beloved 30 year-old Martin D-35 guitar Sunday at church and it sustained major damage.
Years ago I might have been very upset - but perspective does something to you as you age.
You can be in prayer for Amy if you will.