SURGERY DATE CHANGED!

Latest news:  Surgery date has changed.  The new date is May 12th.

Update and Surgery Date

Total post drought, huh?  No news is good news folks!  Don't you know that!?

Spring is here!  Isn't it wonderful? When I think of Spring it just makes everything feel fresh and new... a rebirth of sorts.  It feels as though the dark winter has passed us (as dark as Texas winters get anyway) and now we are moving into a season all anew.  I suppose that is how our mindset has been lately.

We are in a new chapter of treatment.  It's a good one.  It involves stuffing dad's face with as much food as possible-- which has resulted in a 7 pound weight gain thus far for both Dad and myself-- and getting him a bit more buff and healthy before surgery.  My dad borrowed some of my husband's shorts because his waist size has shrunk quite a bit.  We are down to 34s and those are large!  Hopefully we can keep it where it's at.  I'm really going to have to rethink how I feel about my body if my dad starts being able to fit into MY pants.  Nevertheless, while he has lost a bunch of weight, he also has gained back 7 pounds in just a couple weeks and he doesn't look sickly or anything.

Easter weekend Mom and Dad went up to Dallas to visit those OTHER grandchildren.  That's right, 2/5 (almost 3/6... or 1/2 if you are simplifying your fractions) of their grandchildren are in Dallas and belong to my sister.  This is a picture of Dad and Kyra dying eggs together.  Miss those nieces of mine!

In other news Evan was home this past weekend and Pat (both my brothers) is here this week.  Of course, I neglect to get pictures of them with Dad as always, but they've been around.  Instead I treat you with more pictures of myself and Dad.  I've been making it my mission to harass Dad to work out.  He's wiped the floor with me playing racquetball a few times which I am finding quite embarrassing and is starting to effect my self esteem.  Nevertheless, it's really good and fun to play racquetball with my dad again.  Dad seems like his old self again, at least for now.  We are soaking up his 'normalcy' and aren't thinking about cancer so much right now, though it's there in our minds... and in dad's esophagus.

Surgery has changed to May 17th.  That's a Monday.  34 days away.