OK now I can say it
Grandaddy has cancer. They are going to operate. He seems to be coping with the worry better than anyone else. I don't like when my dad seems scared or sad. Poor Grandma is all shook up. I'm not sure how I feel. Obviously worried, sad that he has to go through surgery and hospital stuff, sad to think about mortality, especially of loved ones. I'm hopeful that he'll be as lucky as my other 2 relatives who have had this exact cancer. And hoping he won't have the complications Gran had.
I'm feeling alot of tension in my back, neck and shoulders, so I'm going to head up to bed and relax. Maybe I'll have time for a bubble bath tomorrow. I should take advantage of the whirlpool jacuzzi whatever its called tub while I'm staying at Stephanie's. I've been enjoying catching up on Dog Whisperer episodes on her Tivo.
Good night and sweet dreams!