...I witness the ones who are left behind, crumbling among the jigsaw puzzle of realization, despair, and surprise. They have punctured hearts. They have beaten lungs."
-The Book Thief
Today I found out my grandmother was diagnosed with a rapidly growing tumor in her brain. She has maybe 3 options of treatment.
1) Don't treat it. Survival time: 3-5 weeks.
2) Chemo. Survival: questionable. A few months? A couple of years? Depending how her body handles it. This will not be a great quality of life and it will not result in surviving. Just delaying.
3) Surgery. They won't know if this is an actual option yet. She will find out Thursday if they can go in at all.
For those of you just tuning in here, my dad died this past September from a neurological thing. Meanwhile, my great aunt was just diagnosed with breast cancer. She is supposed to have surgery to remove a lump in hopes of getting it all out in early June. My granddad also is not doing very well. He's had heart problems for a while, but since my dad passed, he has been doing worse. My whole family is falling apart, it seems.
School is winding down, which means the kids are acting like wild animals, my car is in the shop and the worst part about getting it back will be paying for it, we are trying to pack and move, I'm trying to schedule a 20 hour driving course and some technology PD over my summer athletics schedule, and my brother's wedding is the week after graduation, his birthday is tomorrow. I don't know what to get him for either of these events, nor where the money to buy those things will come from.
I could just use a break.