February 16, 2012

  • Best Laid Plans........

    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    I wanted to write about Chewlee and how cute and funny she was yesterday....and I still might, if my sense of humor returns.  But the Beast returned home from the urologist's office about two hours ago and we have some things to chew over that are not exactly happy.  The urologist thinks the Beast has prostate cancer.  He has to go in for a biopsy on March 5th.  I have to contact my niece, Tara, and find out if she can clear her calendar for that day because we have to be in Gadsden at 7:30am.  It's about 25-30 miles away.  I really and truly hate to ask it of her but I am still in no shape to drive.  I would if I could but even the Beast knows I wouldn't be able to do it unless things change radically in the next two weeks.  We both hate to ask it of her but we don't have much of a choice.

    It will probably turn out that he DOES have it since this urologist has been right every time so far.  This blog is to ask that you remember him in your prayers.  I would really appreciate it.