Not dead...
but at this point it's a toss up whether that's a good thing or not. So, lots of fun shit has happened since my last update.
First: On the morning of Wednesday Oct 31, 2007 at around 10:00am my aunt Linda lost her year long battle with brain cancer and passed away. The funeral's happened Friday Nov 2 so I had to fly into Dallas and have my cousin pick me up. The only thing was that the Vice President had flown in the same day, so traffic was locked down around the airport; it took us two hours to leave. The funeral wasn't to bad. We (Mom, Dad, Kat and me) go home with a lot of extra food.
Second: The day after the funeral (Saturday Nov 3) our parents sit Kat and me down in the living room and drop a bombshell: my mom has breast cancer. Her mammogram showed a tumor the size of a nickel and the biopsy show that it was malignant. She was scheduled to meet with the doctor the next Monday (Nov 5). She called me once she was done at the Doctor's and said that she would have a mastectomy (that's where they remove one breast) a week from Friday (Nov 16). I flew back to Austin the morning of the 16th and my uncle drove me to the hospital. The surgery went well, but we wouldn't find out if the cancer had spread until after Thanksgiving, which I would not be able to come home for. Well, luckily the cancer hasn't spread and it doesn't look like Mom will even need chemotherapy (finger's crossed). Both my sister and I, however, will start getting mammograms when we reach 30.
Third: I'm pretty sure that I'm going to fail at least one of my courses, which will get me kicked out of the university for a year.
So, to recap: My aunt dies Wednesday. Her funeral is on Friday. I find out my mom has breast cancer Saturday. Monday she tells me she has to have surgery. The next week they chop off her left breast. The week after that I don't get to come home for Thanksgiving because my professor is a dick. Oh and also, there's a good chance I'm going to get kicked out of the university.
Worst. Semester. Ever.
First: On the morning of Wednesday Oct 31, 2007 at around 10:00am my aunt Linda lost her year long battle with brain cancer and passed away. The funeral's happened Friday Nov 2 so I had to fly into Dallas and have my cousin pick me up. The only thing was that the Vice President had flown in the same day, so traffic was locked down around the airport; it took us two hours to leave. The funeral wasn't to bad. We (Mom, Dad, Kat and me) go home with a lot of extra food.
Second: The day after the funeral (Saturday Nov 3) our parents sit Kat and me down in the living room and drop a bombshell: my mom has breast cancer. Her mammogram showed a tumor the size of a nickel and the biopsy show that it was malignant. She was scheduled to meet with the doctor the next Monday (Nov 5). She called me once she was done at the Doctor's and said that she would have a mastectomy (that's where they remove one breast) a week from Friday (Nov 16). I flew back to Austin the morning of the 16th and my uncle drove me to the hospital. The surgery went well, but we wouldn't find out if the cancer had spread until after Thanksgiving, which I would not be able to come home for. Well, luckily the cancer hasn't spread and it doesn't look like Mom will even need chemotherapy (finger's crossed). Both my sister and I, however, will start getting mammograms when we reach 30.
Third: I'm pretty sure that I'm going to fail at least one of my courses, which will get me kicked out of the university for a year.
So, to recap: My aunt dies Wednesday. Her funeral is on Friday. I find out my mom has breast cancer Saturday. Monday she tells me she has to have surgery. The next week they chop off her left breast. The week after that I don't get to come home for Thanksgiving because my professor is a dick. Oh and also, there's a good chance I'm going to get kicked out of the university.
Worst. Semester. Ever.
just can't care anymore
horny