Rick Pierce
Well-known member
I know I've been AWOL for a while, though I do look in on y'all frequently to see what outlandish things Sutton is up to or not (btw, my vote is for emphasis on the barn...gives a real nice sense of scale to the picture), the latest pic of Ballard, backwards or not, and general "stuff".
I know it's very prodigal to be an infrequent visitor and then ask for something, but this time I'm asking for good thoughts, prayers, and whatever Druids do to call down the favor of the gods...
Tomorrow, my wife Laura will undergo a double mastectomy and the beginnings of reconstructive surgery. We heard "biopsy" 6-8 weeks ago, and "cancer" shortly thereafter. I put down all the carving projects I had in line to finish, put everything else on hold except for work, and have spent the past month trying to keep Laura occupied and upbeat. I've witnessed a strength in her that I don't think she knew she had, though the waiting has just about done her in, mentally. And, truthfully, some days have been better than others - the emotional rollercoaster has been difficult.
I've also tried to understand the "why" behind all of this, though I readily confess that I just don't. I solve problems and crunch numbers for a living; I'm a "why" kind of guy, so that's what I gravitate towards. But this is like physics; the laws are there, and you just have to accept them.
I've been varying degrees of angry, hurt, depressed, introspective, hopeful, happy, relieved, scared and confused.
Honestly, the surgeon has given her the best long-term prognosis we could hope for. 90% long-term survival rate with an extremely low chance of any recurrence. The medical staff have basically said that if she has to have cancer, this is the one.
So, I know everyone has started their seasons up north and out west, and I'm glad to see it here again. But, if you have a minute, send some good thoughts towards Arkansas after that flock of ___________ works the rig, or as the sun comes up over your little piece of the marsh.
Thanks, and very best,
Rick
I know it's very prodigal to be an infrequent visitor and then ask for something, but this time I'm asking for good thoughts, prayers, and whatever Druids do to call down the favor of the gods...
Tomorrow, my wife Laura will undergo a double mastectomy and the beginnings of reconstructive surgery. We heard "biopsy" 6-8 weeks ago, and "cancer" shortly thereafter. I put down all the carving projects I had in line to finish, put everything else on hold except for work, and have spent the past month trying to keep Laura occupied and upbeat. I've witnessed a strength in her that I don't think she knew she had, though the waiting has just about done her in, mentally. And, truthfully, some days have been better than others - the emotional rollercoaster has been difficult.
I've also tried to understand the "why" behind all of this, though I readily confess that I just don't. I solve problems and crunch numbers for a living; I'm a "why" kind of guy, so that's what I gravitate towards. But this is like physics; the laws are there, and you just have to accept them.
I've been varying degrees of angry, hurt, depressed, introspective, hopeful, happy, relieved, scared and confused.
Honestly, the surgeon has given her the best long-term prognosis we could hope for. 90% long-term survival rate with an extremely low chance of any recurrence. The medical staff have basically said that if she has to have cancer, this is the one.
So, I know everyone has started their seasons up north and out west, and I'm glad to see it here again. But, if you have a minute, send some good thoughts towards Arkansas after that flock of ___________ works the rig, or as the sun comes up over your little piece of the marsh.
Thanks, and very best,
Rick