Feb 27 2003
For better or for worse
It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood, but it’s not going to be a fun one for my [much, much] better half. In the true spirit of “for better or for worse” (good thing I’m so bad at math, because I suspect that the “worse” John has endured since marrying me far surpasses the “better” to the point that I owe him a National Debt sized amount of “better”, and I don’t think either of us will live long enough to pay it off), John has taken the day off to accompany my mother to her oncologist appointment.
We are hoping that he can get some answers on her current condition and her prognosis. She has breast cancer and it has spread into her bones. We know she won’t beat it, but we’d like to know what to expect and roughly how much time she has left. It’s been really frustrating up to this point. Partly because all the information we have been getting has been through Mom, whose grasp of reality tends to be on the creative side, and partly because we cannot seem to effectively communicate with the doctors.
I am convinced that both people mechanics and car mechanics deal differently with women than men. Car mechanics tend to inflate the bill. People mechanics tend to be condescending. Neither seems to feel compelled to tell a girl the truth. So I’m hoping that John can talk to the doctor man to man and find out what’s going on.
While he’s doing that, I’m going to work as usual then go and get my hair cut. It’s the true ideal of socialism in action: each according to his ability. But I’m nominating him for Husband of the Year on the way home.
4 Responses to “For better or for worse”
He’s just as lucky to have you :), but damn, that really does deserve Husband of the Year!
I hope John can find out the ins and outs. At least knowing something might bring a little more peace.
Must be really frustrating to not know what the real deal is; hopefully John will get the info.
On a happy note haircut=LUSH visit, right? Although I read somewhere that the SanFrancisco LUSH is way expensive compared to mail order LUSH.
I hate that about some doctors too — you ask (most of) them a question, and they start speaking when your question is finished, but it never really quite answers your question… that’s an amazing skill if you can get awawy with it, but why would you want to, y’know?
I hope you guys get some well deserved answers — it’s about time.
Doctors and mechanics. LOL That’s a good analogy.
I hope you get the answers you need.