The first day in a new world. Yesterday, my mom was just sick, and going in for some corrective surgery. Now, she's just living on borrowed time.
You see, she was diagnosed a scant few weeks ago with colo-rectal cancer, and everyone had good hopes on the treatment of it. They opened her up yesterday, only to discover they had to remove a kidney, major parts of her colon, and she's got cancer on her tailbone, and liver.
I cried like a blubbering idiot. I cried at the cruel fate of the world. I cried that I am 5000 miles away. I cried the hardest when I realized that there was nothing that I could do.
So here I am, trying to theraputically node in a feeble attempt to get on with life. Of course, this entry will probably get eaten by the node eating script.
Life is really messed up sometimes