It Falls in Clumps

It just doesn't seem to stop, now, does it?  My wife found a bump in her breast last week.  She had it checked by a doctor, who was concerned and ordered an ultrasound, which caused more concern so they ordered a biopsy.  It was benign (which is good), but caused enough concern to have the doctor say, lets take it out.  So an operation is now scheduled a few weeks from now.

Yesterday, my wife's step-father passed away.  He was a serious alcoholic.  Realizing he needed serious help, he turned to his ex-wife (my mother-in-law).  She doesn't keep any alcohol in the house and they thought it'd be a good idea for him to find stability there.  The rule was, he could stay there as long as he didn't drink.  He did great for a couple weeks.  Three days ago, he started sneaking it and she found out.  He broke the rule and had to go.  She said she didn't want to watch him die.  That night, he did.  His alarm was going off in the morning, she went in to turn it off and found him on the floor.

911 was called and he was rushed to the hospital where they were able to revive his heart, but it was too late.  His step-son performed a final blessing and they unplugged the machines.

This spring will remain in my memory in infamy.  What a horrible season.  It's been stabbed, it's dying and I hope it doesn't bleed into the next.