We'll try this...

A lot can happen in three weeks. Three weeks ago my mom ran in a a 5k race and won it. Granted, she was the only one in the "Ladies 50-55" category who ran, but she ran it and she won it. Got the medal and stood beside the Chick-fil-A cow while her pictures were taken. I was in Salamanca, Spain practicing for my last concert there and getting ready to head home after living there for 3 years. My dad was sending me pictures of my mom's race, my brother was probably was probably shooting a new music video with Lupe Fiasco at a local carwash in Hotlanta.



But that was three weeks ago.

A lot can happen in three weeks, life can change in three weeks. Mom was fighting cancer three weeks ago, but she's fighting more of it now.

I figured maybe the best way to keep you up to date on what's going on it to blog it. I'd been trying to write in my journal everyday, but since I changed my plans and came home from Spain a little early, that plan went out the window. Onto an online journal. ZANGA! Ok probably not.

I was on the front porch reading on Saturday, because we had already watched part one and two of "The Neverending Story" and mom's imagination was probably tired, and I thought I could try and combat the Emptiness by reading and thus saving Fantasia.

My dad came outside to tell me that mom had a temperature of 103 and that her oncologist had told him to bring her into the ER. So off we went to Snellville, Georgia around 6pm that night. We've been here ever since.

The doctor's were worried that it might be an infection, maybe meningitis, because of the Ommaya Reservior she now has in her head and the chemo she's been receiving the past two weeks. But it's not that. And after more tests, they didn't find any more cancer cells in her brain fluid or spinal fluid. They can't really find anything. She's still sick though. Just last night she got another fever, so as I type this, I'm waiting for nurse Beverly to come and take her to have a full body CAT scan.

Mom's sleeping now (I think), or she's just trying to get out of playing Speed Scrabble with me any longer.

Flash forward to 7 hours later--- The doctor came in and has told us that they can't figure out what is causing her on and off again fevers, and that she has to stay here until she hasn't had a fever for 24 hours. Here's to hoping tonight will be a good night. But today was a good day and she's doing a lot better, so we'll see.

And the true test will see to how many days in a row I will write on this blog.

As for these pictures. The nurses yesterday were named Joan, Jessy and Carmen. Then tonight the nurse walks in and says her name is Sophie. If Nurse Hernan and Glaucia show up tomorrow, I'll flip out.






Also, hospitals should have pianos in them. I think people might be happier hearing some music around here.

Also, also, who knew Mumford and Sons is the perfect soundtrack for the backcountry roads of Georgia?

K. Hasta tomorrow.