Well.
Dad has cancer. It’s a three inch tumour in the liver. He has a biopsy Wednesday to find out what kind it is. He compartmentalises really well, so he was pretty chill and acted normal when I came to their house for dinner this afternoon. I don’t know what’s going on in his head, though. Mom is a mess but doesn’t show it. I’m just…I don’t know. Trying to process all of this, I guess. I don’t want to lose my dad, man. Who will I have stupid, nonsensical arguments about aliens and other dumb crap with? Who will I sit around and watch body cam videos with? What would happen to mom? How am I supposed to deal with it?? I’m hoping that he doesn’t reject treatment. Mom brought that possibility up. I hope they’ll just cut the tumour out, but I don’t know how cancer treatments work. When mom had cancer in 2003, it was caught really early and the only thing necessary was a hysterectomy. It didn’t have time to metastasise, and she’s been cancer free for 22 years. Well, except for having to remove possible skin cancers all the time, but you know what I mean. Maybe dads hasn’t and it can be cut out and he won’t need any chemo or radiation. Mom didn’t have any. Eh, I don’t even know what the hell I’m on about, I have no useful knowledge about this. ☹️ I guess we’ll see on Wednesday…
Something odd happened with one of my uncles in NY. Dad has three brothers and a sister. One uncle called dad and asked if he had heard from one of their brothers. Dad said he hadn’t. Uncle said he heard that my other uncle had a heart attack or something and he couldn’t get in touch with him or his wife. Dad called AWOL uncle and left a message. He got a reply a few days later and it was a strange story! My uncle had been at his gym and was using one of the things (I don’t know shit about exercise machines.) had a sudden heart attack (the “widowmaker” kind) fell off the machine and cracked his head open. An EMT happened to be working out there, and started compressions until Paramedics came and took him. He was knocked out cold for seven hours. He actually died and they paddled until he came back. Apparently, when he was in the hospital and unconscious, he had horrible nightmares the whole time.
He woke up SWINGING. It took seven men to hold him down. He was fighting everybody! He said he didn’t know if he was dead or alive and woke up in the middle of a bad nightmare. Maybe fighting with something in the dream? I’ve done the same thing myself, woke up kinda violently during a nightmare…
He didn’t have an NDE or anything like that. It was just darkness and nothing. I’m going to ask dad to have him expound on the details of it because I’m curious and like hearing what happens when someone dies and is revived. I am curious about what they did or didn’t experience while being dead. My paternal grandfather had something like two or three super vivid NDEs. He had died a number of times and survived against the odds every time. Freaky deaky!
I just realised how weird it is that this happened almost a MONTH ago, and none of the siblings got in contact and it seems like no one called anyone until my uncle called dad. Also, the uncle that had the heart attack didn’t call anyone to let them know! And if he did, they didn’t pass the news along. I know they aren’t exactly close, but dayum that’s cold! 😳 Dad’s side is weird as fuck. I do miss some of them since they live way up north in NY & Delaware and I haven’t seen them in decades, but they are definitely weird. 😅
I’m going to start a project to try and keep my mind busy. I need to sort my zillions of DVDs and Blu-rays. How I’m going to do this, I’m not sure…alphabetically or by genre? I also need to find another goddam shelving unit, but Roses refuses to restock them!! I like whatever generic brand they use. Sturdy, inexpensive and easy to assemble. And they’re pretty big and fit a lot of my books and movies. Maybe I’ll go there tomorrow and get lucky…