Wow, I was all jacked up to write some fun filled words about this weekend. I had a great weekend even if it was jam packed with activity. Maybe I'll write up something separate about that later. I came in this morning and was perusing my favorite sites before starting to clean up my plethora of emails sitting here in my inbox. I finally got to the emails and noticed I had a couple from one of my friends. Hmm, a bit strange considering she usually only emails me a single picture or humorous story type thing once in a while.
I opened the first email and my stomach did a fucking backflip. Pretty much a couple words summed up the entire email: hospital, brain, tumors. Yup, the one friend I actually talk to and keep up with from high school has fucking tumors on her brain. Most likely they're cancerous, they're telling her they're inoperable, and oh ya, they've got a 2 year old little boy. I can't imagine what they're going through and I wish I could do something to help. At this point, all I can do is offer up my thoughts and wait to see if there's anything I can do.
We were all ready planning to visit them this fall, but now the trip takes on an unnecessary sense of urgency and who knows if she'll even be up for company at that point. Makes all my bitching about work and typical little life things in general seem pretty fucking weak at this point. Sorry about all the swearing in this post, but it's summing up how pissed I am about this. Bad shit happens to good people and man does it suck!