You've got to be f&*^ing kidding me

Pardon the profanity but you'll know why a few curse words are deserved given the following:

Craig will be admitted to the 11th floor either tonight or tomorrow. We will walk the halls of the oncology ward once again, only two short days after Mom's passing. The timing couldn't be more "shitastic". At least give us SOME time to grieve. We managed to crack up at how uncanny and surreal this is in between the cascading tears. Hilarious laughter accompanies feelings of being distraught and shocked; you just can't write this stuff.

We talked with his doctor today; Craig's condition seems as bad as he looks. In the passing days/week, Craig has grown more jaundice and evidently some of his smaller tumors may have grown (hard to know without ingesting barium). Regardless of tumor growth, his clinical symptoms are not improving, and, if anything, are getting worse. He's quite tired, vomiting still, and his liver enzymes are abnormal. The latest to this cocktail of crap--he's anemic and likely bleeding from the tumors. Last week, his blood level registered at 11 and now it's dropped to 8. They believe that he's bleeding near/within his lungs, or near/within his gall bladder area. Something is amiss and the doctor seems quite concerned. If Craig doesn't turn the corner this weekend, then we may have a conversation lurking in the near future about postponing his treatment until we can have a better understanding as to why his liver is mucked up, etc. If he doesn't improve this weekend, then we might need to change memorial service plans for our Mom. The horror to this tragedy is that we haven't had much time to even process the loss of Mom before redirecting full attention to Craig's care and ensuring his health, as we promised our Mom we would. These are unspeakable, unbelievable, horrifying circumstances. BUT, we're taking it one day at a time and trying to "deal" as best we can.

A message to whoever is in charge, knock it off with the voodoo doll already. Joke ended looooong ago.

~E