Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Today we found out the prognosis: 6 months to a year, possibly two if things go very well between now and the dreaded ‘then’. It’s sick to think that I was excited to hear that my father might be with me for 6 months. It’s far better than the 3 months that I was initially told. To add to Jana’s list of near-misses: He was swung into a door case head first playing helicopter with his older brother; fell down a hill and was hit by an oncoming car; had a chimney drop around his ankles; rolled a backhoe down a 30 foot hill with him still in it; fell out of a 25 foot tree. He’s been more than lucky before, I’m hoping just this one last time …