Bad News Years

I really haven't had time to myself for a few years now, or at least that's what it feels like to me. First, my grandmother died a few years back. We were very close. Then, the next summer my paternal grandmother died. Due to family feuds, I didn't know her. I met her only the once before the fighting started. I didn't find out about her death until six months after the fact. Late last year my Dad had a minor heart attack and went in for a quadruple (plus) bypass surgery. He survived, but is still trying to get himself back into good health. That started me on my own fitness routine earlier this year. Which was incidentally around the same time that my cat of fourteen years died.

The next blow? Dad was diagnosed with malignant prostrate cancer. Apparently he's know for a week. Mom asked me today if he'd told me, having suspicions that he hadn't told either me or my sister. Luckily it hasn't spread yet, but they're not doing surgery on it. They're going the chemotherapy route. I don't really have good feelings about that considering my Dad's already low health levels. We'll see how it goes.

I don't even consider my own poor health at the moment. Almost unbearable headaches just aren't even a concern. My question is, when will I get a break?

Bad News Years

I really haven't had time to myself for a few years now, or at least that's what it feels like to me. First, my grandmother died a few years back. We were very close. Then, the next summer my paternal grandmother died. Due to family feuds, I didn't know her. I met her only the once before the fighting started. I didn't find out about her death until six months after the fact. Late last year my Dad had a minor heart attack and went in for a quadruple (plus) bypass surgery. He survived, but is still trying to get himself back into good health. That started me on my own fitness routine earlier this year. Which was incidentally around the same time that my cat of fourteen years died.

The next blow? Dad was diagnosed with malignant prostrate cancer. Apparently he's know for a week. Mom asked me today if he'd told me, having suspicions that he hadn't told either me or my sister. Luckily it hasn't spread yet, but they're not doing surgery on it. They're going the chemotherapy route. I don't really have good feelings about that considering my Dad's already low health levels. We'll see how it goes.

I don't even consider my own poor health at the moment. Almost unbearable headaches just aren't even a concern. My question is, when will I get a break?