Doug's grandma passed away on Tuesday night. The bizarre thing? My friend's cousin had a baby Tuesday night. The really bizzare thing? Both are named Lilly. Twilight zone.
We had plans to drive to Carlsbad this weekend - 10.25 hours each way. I wasn't excited about it, but I was prepared for it. Then Doug's mom called last night and offered up her Continental miles - praise God. Plans changed in a fat hurry. The upside? I don't have to spend 20.5 hours in the car this weekend. The downside? We won't get to see the S fam in SA, Doug's cousins Sonya and Tonya, or Doug's dad.
Mom went to the oncologist on Wednesday. He thinks it could be:
a.) A severe case of aenemia, treatable with iron infusions and B-12 shots.
b.) A "very treatable" form of leukemia.
His words? "Take your family off of high alert." I've settled down, but I'm still wearing the LiveStrong bracelet in honor of those who fought cancer and continued to acheive amazing things. I'm still talking to God. I'm still worried. But I am off of high alert.
Our plane leaves tonight at 8:45. We'll be home Sunday at 8:04. Like I said, quick and dirty.
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