March 18th, 2006

Dad

Mostly Dad

I had insomnia last night, as I'd predicted I might. Too many things on my mind. I finally fell asleep around 5:30 or 6, then got up at 9:30 to start phoning hotels in Omaha. I found a b&b that was relatively affordable and made a reservation, so now everything is set.

I still feel a little dazed. Focusing on tiny details like listing what to pack, checking out maps of my hotel location and the hospital location, phoning to find out visiting hours, and trying to decide if I need to check luggage or not. I hope not, but it might be necessary with the layered clothes. According to the b&b proprietor, there's supposed to be a blizzard going on when I arrive, so I expect it will be very cold. I hope my plane doesn't have trouble landing in the weather.

There's a massive highway between my b&b and the hospital. From the satellite photo, it looks clearly impossible to cross on foot. There's a strange intersection of two highways a little distance away, but it's difficult to tell if the intersection will be navigable on foot (since such things often aren't). It's unclear how pedestrian-friendly Omaha might or might not be.

If the highway isn't crossable on foot, I'll have to take a cab 1 mile each way to the hospital each day. Stupid and expensive. Defeats the purpose of staying near to the hospital. But there's nothing I can do about it if it isn't pedestrian-navigable. I'll just hope it is.

I went out for dim sum this afternoon with my friend Katherine, and it was great as always. It's always nice to see her, and the dim sum place we go to is very tasty and cheap, with nice staff and a pleasant dining room. Plus, they refill your water glass if you ask for water. Most Chinese places, if you ask, give you a glass of water (if they remember) and then never notice it again, so I really appreciate the courtesy.

I brought home leftovers, but Shannon is out gaming. He can have them this evening. Or I can have them as my snack with my pills tonight.

I won't be reading my friends list much this week, because I'm a little distracted and will be gone Tuesday-Friday.

Now it's time to phone my dad.
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Dad news. On the phone tonight, he told me that the doctors haven't ruled out surgery. When I first spoke to Dad's friend who called to give me the news, he told me that they couldn't do surgery and were going to radiation, but I guess he misunderstood. It's like a game of *cough* telephone.

Anyway, so they're going to do an MRI soon (Dad doesn't know when) to see if it's operable. So there's some hope that he won't have to go the radiation/chemo route. He doesn't seem very hopeful, but I think it's difficult for him to stop ruminating on the worst possible outcome right now.

Dad's adopted sister is flying in tomorrow, and Dad doesn't know how long she's staying. I'm sure our visits will overlap, which will be awkward. I really don't know her, and so I end up falling into the "what do I talk about" problem again. Still, it's nice to know that she loves him so much and will be there to support him. I won't be on my own, and neither will he.
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