the end of this blog is the beginning.
and i am learning each day that there is no end.
blame is a slippery thing. i blame nicotine. mom blamed herself and her "distaste for doctors in anything other than a social setting." cancer is incredibly beatable. some is preventable. some is not.
hedge your bets.
if you smoke...try to quit. it's really hard. the tobacco industry has designed it that way. wear sunscreen. eat vegetables. see your doctor. mom quit smoking over seventeen years ago. early detection saves lives. it could have saved mummy.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

yesterday, maura sent an e-mail telling us that she went to the cemetery and made a snow angel on mummy's grave.

work was exhausting.

when i came home from work last night, fang wasn't waiting for me in his usual spot. i looked for him and found that he couldn't walk on his right front leg.

we spent a few hours at the pet emergency center, last night. i wanted mummy. the thought of losing fang right now floored me.

i called magee at about 9:30, i didn't tell her how frightened i was. but she drove over and sat with me in the waiting room anyway.

mummy made women who make snow angels at cemeteries and who come running to each other without having to be asked.