Faraway hills
Ok, I've been quieter than usual over the last week or so, but there has been a lot going on.
The Saturday before last, my uncle lost his battle with cancer. He was diagnosed at the same time as my Dad, in April, and fought it right til the end. He could be the worlds biggest pain in the butt at times, but he sure will be missed.
On the Friday of that same weekend, one of my friends from home passed away. He was due to have surgery on the Wednesday, having been admitted to the same ward as my dad (coincidence much?!) the weekend before. Unfortunately, by the time Wednesday rolled around he was on life support in intensive care, and there was nothing that could be done. His wife is a widow at 26, and not only is she 6 months pregnant, but she has 3 more little ones at home all under the age of 4. Life truly sucks sometimes.
My usual weekend trip to Cork was slightly different this time around. I headed down on Thursday, helped my mother with the packing and cleaning, and on Friday we followed the ambulance back home. Dad's now in the hospital in my hometown, having lots of physio to get him back on his feet. It's pretty much a pit stop til we can get a space at the national rehab hospital, but it's still a step.
I managed to photo another section of my stash for Ravelry this weekend, as well as take a few other pics, and then being teh blonde, left my camera back home. This will be a photo-free week, as a result.
The lovely Trish, AKA Belle7171 finally got my "bad day swap" package. It went down well, which I'm rather chuffed about. I can't wait for my one to arrive. It shall not be kept, until a suitable moment of Zen though. Nope, it shall be ripped open on the spot. I may even manage to close the door on the postman and get past the hall to do so.
Rainy day scarf is going well. Except for the bit I repeated too often last night while watching season one of Rome, and have to frog. Ah well.
Maybe when I get finished with the Rainy day scarf, the rainy days will cease, and we can have some summer, instead of the 6-month-long spring we're currently going through. Even the trees are confused. Many of them have changed colour and started dropping leaves already!
Going to the moooooovies tonight. Ice cream cookies rock.
6 comments:
I'm sorry to read such sad news, sometimes life just plan sucks, thankfully their is knitting and crafts to help pass the time as we heal from the pain and can move ahead. My thoughts are with you.
I'm sorry to hear about your uncle and your friend. Hopefully, your package gets to you soon. It's been over a week since I popped it in the mail.
I'm sorry to hear of your loses. A few years back an old friend of my mums was admitted to the same ward I was in (I was only having a wisdom teeth out - no biggie) and was put on the heart and lung transplant list but sadly she passed away before a transplant was available. It seemed like fate that I was in the same ward at the same time as it meant Mum got to see hear before she went. Hope things get better for you and parcel arrives soon. Take Care
Oh, honey, I am so sorry to hear the sad news. Take care - you're in my thoughts.
Yes, life sucks sometimes. I'm so sorry.
{{{hugs}}}
Oh wow, life really punches you in the gut sometimes unexpectantly doesn't it. So sorry to hear about your uncle and your friend.
((hugs))
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