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I haven't been aroun much lately, but I consider a lot of the hogs here friends, so I wanted to have you brothers and sisters involved. Hogs ARE family.
So last Friday I did a routine PET/CAT scan to make sure I'm still cancer free after 3 years. Yesterday I went to see my physician to talk to her about something else, and she helped me with that then proceeded to show me my results from the scans. It appears that my cancer is back. I will be seeing my surgeon on Thursday after work about a biopsy.
Crazy isht is that it was exactly 3 years from the day we discovered my first mass, and also my daughter's 7mo birthday. Even crazier is that my mother works for my physician, and she was the one who received the fax.
It gets worse, though.
My wife, daughter and I went to Toys R Us to buy my mother a carseat for when she watches SofiBelle, and as we were leaving i called my mom to see if we should pick up dinner. When she picked up the phone she was crying hysterically. Someone had robbed my parents' house earlier in the day.
They stole almost every big-ticket item in the house. All my dad's guitars, including the US Strat my sister and I bought him for their 30th anniversary, all the jewelry, credit cards, TV, etc... What's worse is that the first thin I saw when I walked in was the holster i'd given my pops with the SA EMP I'd gifted him. Now there's some criminal ufck out there runnig around with a gun attatched to my name, and I KNOW it will be used in a later crime. That's what criminals do, right?
Two fortunate events: my parents' rat terrier Jack Baur was not visibly harmed and he was still in the house. They must have kicked him once or twice because h was very skittish and had messed all over the house.
Second: my mother often goes home about noon to hang with Jack and eat lunch. If she had gone home that day she may have walked in on two home invaders armed with the most accurate gun I've ever shot. Thank god she stayed at work.
So now my parents are having to piece things back together. Many of the things taken were acquired over a 32 year marriage. Jewelry heirlooms, and my father's classic roundback Ovation, bought for my father by my mother beforethey were married. This was something she worked hard for as a 17yr old fresh from Puerto Rico. My father LOVED that guitar.
Ultimately it is all material and can be replaced, but the fear and helplessness, the anger--those are what remains.
I left my pops one of my two BSSed Glock 19's and a full mag of GDHP's. Tomorrow I will take him two more mags and some more rounds, as well as a holster.
What an ugly way to start the Christmas season.
Anyway...I just want to remind my brothers and sister to stay vigilant. I try to live by my buddy Ben's company motto: Conscius, Paratus, Fidens...Aware, Prepared, Without Fear.
Oh, and the officer said it would be two weeks before the detectives could come and gather prints to begin their investigation. Wow...
So last Friday I did a routine PET/CAT scan to make sure I'm still cancer free after 3 years. Yesterday I went to see my physician to talk to her about something else, and she helped me with that then proceeded to show me my results from the scans. It appears that my cancer is back. I will be seeing my surgeon on Thursday after work about a biopsy.
Crazy isht is that it was exactly 3 years from the day we discovered my first mass, and also my daughter's 7mo birthday. Even crazier is that my mother works for my physician, and she was the one who received the fax.
It gets worse, though.
My wife, daughter and I went to Toys R Us to buy my mother a carseat for when she watches SofiBelle, and as we were leaving i called my mom to see if we should pick up dinner. When she picked up the phone she was crying hysterically. Someone had robbed my parents' house earlier in the day.
They stole almost every big-ticket item in the house. All my dad's guitars, including the US Strat my sister and I bought him for their 30th anniversary, all the jewelry, credit cards, TV, etc... What's worse is that the first thin I saw when I walked in was the holster i'd given my pops with the SA EMP I'd gifted him. Now there's some criminal ufck out there runnig around with a gun attatched to my name, and I KNOW it will be used in a later crime. That's what criminals do, right?
Two fortunate events: my parents' rat terrier Jack Baur was not visibly harmed and he was still in the house. They must have kicked him once or twice because h was very skittish and had messed all over the house.
Second: my mother often goes home about noon to hang with Jack and eat lunch. If she had gone home that day she may have walked in on two home invaders armed with the most accurate gun I've ever shot. Thank god she stayed at work.
So now my parents are having to piece things back together. Many of the things taken were acquired over a 32 year marriage. Jewelry heirlooms, and my father's classic roundback Ovation, bought for my father by my mother beforethey were married. This was something she worked hard for as a 17yr old fresh from Puerto Rico. My father LOVED that guitar.
Ultimately it is all material and can be replaced, but the fear and helplessness, the anger--those are what remains.
I left my pops one of my two BSSed Glock 19's and a full mag of GDHP's. Tomorrow I will take him two more mags and some more rounds, as well as a holster.
What an ugly way to start the Christmas season.
Anyway...I just want to remind my brothers and sister to stay vigilant. I try to live by my buddy Ben's company motto: Conscius, Paratus, Fidens...Aware, Prepared, Without Fear.
Oh, and the officer said it would be two weeks before the detectives could come and gather prints to begin their investigation. Wow...
