Struggling to blog and even write in my journal. My mind is traveling 100 MPH and still nothing. I have tons that I want to say, but can’t. Nothing is there. Idle time kills me. My mind constantly goes back to putting Mom in the hospital for a compression fracture in her back and next thing I am at her funeral. WTF! Then it goes to I moved her in with me to get her away from the doctors in Vandalia, and what the hell did the Sparta doctors/hospital do? Again WTF! Or WHY? And many many WHAT IF’S?
Tomorrow Renee, Ivan’s wife, will go into the hospital for another type of chemo. The kind she has been getting hasn’t been working at all. The only thing I know about this round of chemo is it contains mustard gas. Pretty harsh. I ask that you all keep Renee in your prayers and thoughts.
