A dear friends mum had surgery to remove a brain tumour today. And when I asked him if he needed someone to be with him, he didn’t say, “no, I’ll be fine”. So I spent the day at the hospital with him and his sister while they waited for the call to tell them that she was ok. The anticipated wait time was 2-3 hours, but it was four hours before the phone rang, and nearly another two before they could go in and see her.
They got 95% of the tumour, but it was malignant, and aggressive. Next up radiation therapy, and possibly chemo.
On the way home from the hospital I learned that one of my uncles has melanoma, and it has spread to one of his lymph nodes.
Please, no more bad news for just a little while…
And here is a picture of a small boy having a massage in a tropical paradise.