July 10, 2008- So...ahem...sending words out into the dark, bottomless sea of the internet is intimidating. I feel like I have been asked to give a toast and I can't think of anything at all to say, my lack of grace apparent in the way that I am babbling without content, slumped at the computer, pulling at my lip in hesitation and self-doubt. Okay, okay....This blog is an attempt to encapsulate, tie-down, lasso, stuff into an envelope, pin down like a biological specimen, kidnap and lock in the back of the dumpy Camry, what happened when it turned out that my mom's sinus infection was actually a malignant brain tumor.
The bottom fell out...that's what happened and there on the sidewalk was the shape of what was our lives, scattered and bruised, the paper bag that held us together, ripped. Being thrust into a medical emergency was so baffling, disillusioning and scary that my mom and I decided that we should be recording the experience somehow. Partly to connect with other people and partly to try and digest it ourselves. I can only speak for myself, ultimately this is my mom's experience and I will let her speak for herself. However, I've decided that I would try to be unguarded and honest about it all. Gut spilling, slander and maybe a few hyperboles, wouldn't be a proper blog without them, right?
So this is a flippant tone to begin with, but I'm just warming up...
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A stellar leap into the cool, cool internet waters, Gretchen. We'll be enjoying you and your mom's paddlings as we watch from the shore!
In case you are wondering, this is Tony from around the corner in Cottage Grove! Don't let my google-name confuse you. There is a story there, and I should tell it on my blog sometime!
Thank you for posting, Gretchen. I know how private you and your family are, and I appreciate the courage it takes to talk about things like this.
Cindy's GBM came as quite a shock to me, as well, and when you and your family were dealing with the immediacy of the GBM, I could only hope that you knew that Wendy and I were there, ready to help where we could. (We still are, and I hope that you, Cindy, Greg, Jason, Suzi can feel free to ask us for anything, anytime...)
I will be reading, and posting, and occasionally driving Cindy to/from work, and hoping, hoping, hoping that all the best happen for you and you and Greg, and Jason, and Suzi, and China. Namaste.
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