waiting
Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 11:54 am
Two weeks ago, my 72 year old father had an operation to remove a urethral stricture. The operation was successful and he appears to be making a good recovery.
However when they did the operation they found a 'patch of something' in his bladder. A sample has been sent away for testing. The results should be due next week sometime. It could be an ulcer from the infection that caused the stricture - or it could be bladder cancer. I am so scared. So is Mum. I'm doing my best to support my parents, be there for them as much as I can.
In the midst of all this, my workplace has just undergone a major restructure and I along with the rest of my grade who stayed on, got promoted. This started literally the week after my Dad's op and I'd been off work and at my parents'/the hospital all week. I work for my local council''s library service, and we've just got through a year of legal wrangles about closures and delays and stress beyond stress. And interviews!
I'm exhausted, sad, and physically run down.
But in the midst of this I am finding strengths I didn't realise I had.
Just, sometimes I feel so very alone. I have good professional support, and kind colleagues. I just ache for a friend's shoulder to cry on.
However when they did the operation they found a 'patch of something' in his bladder. A sample has been sent away for testing. The results should be due next week sometime. It could be an ulcer from the infection that caused the stricture - or it could be bladder cancer. I am so scared. So is Mum. I'm doing my best to support my parents, be there for them as much as I can.
In the midst of all this, my workplace has just undergone a major restructure and I along with the rest of my grade who stayed on, got promoted. This started literally the week after my Dad's op and I'd been off work and at my parents'/the hospital all week. I work for my local council''s library service, and we've just got through a year of legal wrangles about closures and delays and stress beyond stress. And interviews!
I'm exhausted, sad, and physically run down.
But in the midst of this I am finding strengths I didn't realise I had.
Just, sometimes I feel so very alone. I have good professional support, and kind colleagues. I just ache for a friend's shoulder to cry on.