let’s start with i’m a bad daughter that used to never call. when i had my son, my daughter called them to tell them & they replied, ?oh. she was pregnant?? the next few years were no better for calls. i kept saying i was going to wait till my life got better. it did. i continued to flake on the phonecalls.
so a little over a year ago i found myself with lots of free long distance to use up, & my daughter, who is the kind of good daughter/granddaughter who does call, prevailed upon me to finally stop procrastinating the awkwardness.
good timing. right then he was going through some doctor visits & turned out he had a tumor in his chest. i spent three weeks in oregon last february while he had open-chest (unsuccessful) surgery. bastard tumor was all entangled in major veins & so forth. i was as helpful as i could manage at the time, being a bad daughter & all. i even helped them get a new paint job on their new truck (see march 1 entry). all in all it was a great thing, reconnecting with them, even under those stressful circumstances.
after that, they attacked with chemo – no luck. they then went with the radiation. a few months ago, a cat scan revealed a small remaining mass, & tonight he called with the results of a follow-up scan, which revealed an unchanged mass, now presumed to be scar tissue. while there was some permanent lung damage from the surgery & treatments, it’s looking good on the cure front. this was pretty exciting news – he always waits till after 8 to call, when he has the most minutes, but this time he called just before eight, unable to wait any longer.
i love my parents. they’re coming down in july with their RV & staying 9 days in ventura, i’m very much looking forward to this. for awhile all their trips were on hold, & now plans are being made. this is good. this is very, very good.