Definitely a Journal

Not a blog, a journal. The books came from the library, all 5. Skimmed one, anger about incompetent, or more mercifully, uninformed, doctor Brust, but then anger for letting himself be uninformed to do with the gravity of my dad's situation and what could have been done 5 years ago when the melanoma was removed.

The pain in the chest, near armpit and the shortness of breath, both symptoms of an anti-seizure medicine my dad is currently taking - he read this this morning while I was there for coffee. The relief was immediate for him. He said aloud he hadn't even told Mom that both his lymph node sites under the arms felt swollen - he was blanketed, disabled by the sickening despair of the quick spread of the cancer. And he hadn't told Mom because it's what I said before, they each are hiding things from the other in order to not distress the other more.

Thank you God for our lives.