yellowducky's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Decisions Well, Ducky has big news. The Pilot is moving back. Yep, he called last night and he’ll be transferred back in November. Why isn’t Ducky jumping up and down for joy, you ask? After all, it was traumatic when he was transferred North. I missed him so much even before he left. Why then, am I more concerned with the fact that A.D., or “Ungerman” as my friend Lifeblood dubbed him many months ago, returns from his vacation today? I’ve missed him so much the past two weeks. I had just about decided to open myself up and see if there was anything more to our relationship when I got the phone call from the Pilot. In other, more serious and important news, my stepfather was diagnosed with cancer yesterday. It’s pretty serious and he starts chemotherapy on Tuesday. It doesn’t look good because it in his lymph nodes and probably spread throughout his entire body. They’ll do three months of chemo, followed by surgery to remove the affected lymph nodes, and then radiation. Finally, they’ll look and see if it all worked. He’s in construction, so he won’t be able to work. It’s going to drive him insane. I’m worried about him and my mom. I just want Ungerman to get back so I can have a hug from him. My sister just called. She said that she thought I should move home. Mom’s been asking me to move home for a couple weeks now. I’ve always said that I would move back to Kansas if my family ever truly needed me to. Now they are saying that they do. I feel incapable of making the decision right now. I could analyze this, but I don’t have the energy at the moment. I’m going to get sucked back in. I miss them so much, but do I want to live close to them again? I’ve made my own life out here. I just want to lie down and go to sleep. 1:06 p.m. - August 27, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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