I disappeared again

That was not my intention. But my string of bad luck seems to continue. After my fun day on town I was hit with an eye infection and a few more "sores" popped up. Monday I had a tummy bug strike me down. Sent me home for a loooong nap to recover. Went to the doc the next day and he gave me more meds. He warned me to watch for side effects from the antibiotics since I have been on them for over 30 days straight now. I am watching.

Wednesday I got a call from dh that he was heading to the ER again. He thought he was having the same issue he had last time. I made another mad dash home. He was out by Friday. They gave him more meds. When he got out he still had gut issues. I arranged to stay home this past week just in case. When he was in the hospital they did a heart cath that they had planned to do. He has a heart issue that he needs to get resolved and is off the transplant list until it is. They think it will be July or August and feel meds can manage it.

My Dad started his second round of chemo. It went better this time than it had the first time. My Aunt Fran, his sister, has been in the hospital for several weeks and Dad was struggling with this. He didn't want to go to the hospital after his chemo for fear of catching something. He had a test scheduled at the hospital she was in and did manage to go by. It took a long time to diagnose her but they finally told her pancreatic cancer. She was given three months last week and passed a week later, this past Thursday. Dad was having his second chemo during this. I know he is stressed. To add to the drama I have a bachelor Uncle that lived with Aunt Fran. There was a family agreement that he would move in with my cousin if something happened to Aunt Fran. This cousin assured my Aunt Fran's kids that she would keep her promise. Later that same evening she called Dad to say she would not be honoring this promise. Now Dad is trying to figure out what to do. Neither of my parents have the greatest health and my uncle does not know how to cook or wash his clothes. Dad told Mom he wished he didn't have cancer as he would take himin. Mom didn't say anything since she would have to carry the extra load. We will see how this plays out.

So on a happier note. DS passed his permit test. He won't get his permit until I have gone back to Monroe. I can't wait to take him driving. Acually I have mixed emotions. Fear and happiness! LOL! And, last week, my little baby shaved his face for the first time. He isn't old enough to be doing that!