Who else is dragging their butts to the weekend? Hoo boy, I am! It was a long day yesterday. Long and frustrating. By the time I got back home, I felt emotionally wrung out.
My parents were already in bicker mode when I got to their house, albeit slightly subdued.
I took my dad to Same Day Surgery and he was fine. He is always fine with me. Fine most of the time with my brother. With my mom-- *sighs* Not so much.
And vice versa.
So yeah, it was another typical day trying to listen and guide her through all of the s*** she carries around. You've heard it all before so no need to get into it. How can I love someone so much and enjoy her company on her good days and want to smack sense into her on the bad ones? (Rhetorical question, obviously)
I spoke to the urologist after the surgery and it is cancer. Visually looks to be low-grade but the biopsy will confirm what type. Treatment will be careful monitoring or possibly internal chemotherapy- they place the chemo meds into the bladder. Dr also mentioned that "because of my dad's kidney issues he shouldn't take ibuprofen for any discomfort." I blurted to the Dr, "What kidney issues? He never told us about that!"
Soooo, yeah-- kidney issues, that was news to me! I asked him about that after I picked him up and it is something his GP is aware of and has been monitoring for years. Apparently, he shows early signs of chronic kidney disease but that has been stable since they first flagged it.
Mentally, I am drained. It is another gorgeous weather day today and Gary doesn't think he is up to a hike so I might go by myself. I have to figure out where I want to go.
Thank you all very very much for the good thoughts and the support. I appreciate it
xoxoxo