Post number two

Well, today was a good day on the Uncle Dwayne side. A very good day.

Not so much with work.

oops

I forgot yesterday. So today will have two posts, I swear. Maybe three.

Uncle Dwayne's in surgery right now. They've taken out a part of his skull, and are cutting into the tissues around his brain. Guess what, I'm kinda freaked out by it.

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EDIT!

The doctor said the surgery went well and the doctor thinks he got all the tumor out and Dwayne will be fine.

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SECOND EDIT!

Not only did the surgery go well, he is awake enough to talk to my aunt.

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THIRD EDIT!

He is up, eating full meals, not on any pain medication, and sounding really cheerful! He called my grandma.

Another awesome quote from my tv teacher

"save it for the novel, it doesn't fit in the teleplay."

Late, but still counting.

So last night I had a horrid nightmare. I chalk it up to the old seasonal affective disorder that gives me those nightmares.

Anyways, in the dream, the economy had gotten to such bad of state that the only way the government was able to solve it was to start selling off it's citizens into slavery. But because they couldn't divide it by race (that'd be racist) they entered everyone's social security numbers into a lottery. Guess who's number was called!

So last week mostly sucked.

Here's for this one getting better.

This week:

• I don't have to worry about mentee meetings. All of those are taken care of.
• I don't have to worry about Audeamus interviews.
• I actually have free time.
• I will have physical time to write on my senior thesis. I plan to get far on that. Okay goal: to the second act break.
• Allen and I will go back to SD to probably get him a car.

So many things have been happening!

Wednesday: We get a picture of my Uncle's MRI. The tumor looks like a marble. We find out that he might get to have gamma knife surgery, which would mean that he wouldn't have to have his skull cracked open for surgery. That's good.

I found out that on thursday, friday, and the next week I would be having to do Audeamus meetings. Cause I couldn't have been told earlier. Nope. I was left off the email list. Intentionally or unintentionally, it's really freaking annoying. And I did not have the patience to deal with that idea.

I had to be the head teacher for my HNPG 9 class. I prefaced it that I would have to answer any phone call, cause of my uncle.

Thursday: We find out that Uncle Dwayne should have surgery immediately. But he's not getting it for a few weeks. That sucks.

I played Rock Band with Allen, Evan, and Sam. Sam is cool, I'd like to hang out with her more, I believe.

Friday: Allen left for Vegas. We find out that my uncle has to have regular brain surgery, so his skull will be cracked open. Got first drunk text from Allen.

Saturday: Spent all day writing, then went to Matt's Window's 7 party. Oh dear nerdiness. With a side dish of awkwardness. Turns out that one of my best friend's ex girlfriend is dating one of Matt's roommates. Got about....five drunk texts from Allen.

Sunday: Not feeling well. Allen came back, yay. I had a three hour meeting for a project for theater that was due the next day, we thought we'd all have to pull an all nighter...and then class was CANCELLED!

Friday:

Bad news.

Sometimes I get too much bad news too fast.

Today I got an email. Uncle Dwayne's cancer is back in his brain. Well, he has a 2.9 centimeter tumor on his right frontal lobe.

And then my coworker. The one with the cancer around his spine? It's terminal. there's nothing that can be done. They're stopping treatment.

I feel like I want to cry.