May I vent to the world?

Ugg. I'm kind of in a bad mood today. I really don't want this blog to be all negative, but I think it helps me to vent and get it out on here. I was just making the comment last night about how long it had been since I had been down. At least it's Friday and I'm having lunch @ Buffalo's with a friend from work. He's a really sweet guy, who is actually one of the few gay people where I work. Hopefully that will help get me through the work day.

To start off, I found out that my dad has colon cancer and needs to have surgery to have a big chunk of his intestine removed. He will need to be in the hospital for a week. Hopefully, the cancer will be contained to his intestine and hasn't spread to any other parts of his body. The doctor said it is 4.3 cm long, but because of the way the blood flows they will have to take a pretty big section of intestine out. It's very scary. My parents have never had any life-threatening ailments until now. I think I worry more about my mom than my dad. My dad has always been the strong silent type. I guess that's where I get my "quietness." My mom has had a ton of problems lately, however none life-threatening. I hope she doesn't "worry herself to death."

Luckily, I come from a big family with 2 brothers and a sister, so we can all pitch in to help out. We plan on having someone with him the entire time, day and night, of his week stay in the hospital. So I will be using the rest of my vacation time this year for that. So, there won't be any more trips for this year. His surgery will be on November 14th. I wish they could do it earlier.

Keep your fingers crossed for him and say a prayer to whomever you people pray to: God, Buddha, a rock, or a tree like me.

On a second note, I don't think our house will ever sell. It's been a month and only one person has looked at it. The property values have dropped by like $20,000 or more in my neighborhood, because the "scum" is quickly moving in to all of the formerly foreclosed houses that are now rental properties. I hate the "scum" so much, but that's another issue all together. It started a year ago, when they shot our house and David's truck. For no reason at all. I guess because they were bored. We had never even talked to those little hoodlums. Is it wrong to be responsible and take pride in your house and property?

Until next time. I had better get back to work.