Thursday

Today is Sharky's Chemo #3.

On his way to the doctor's office, Sharky dropped Petunia off at KIPP so she could spend the day there as a volunteer. After the school day, they were having an alumni meeting to discuss high school and college. The principal, Mr. B, offered to give her a ride home afterwards, he just lives a few blocks from us. 

Today is also my Grandpa Curt & Grandma Rita's wedding anniversary (April 2, 1936).

I saw a commercial for Hellman's Mayo this morning, and like always, made me remember my Uncle K - he loved that stuff to the point of obsession. I had a great idea that for his birthday this October, I'll buy a couple of canisters of Hellman's and donate it to a homeless shelter in his honor. I thought I remembered his birth date but couldn't be sure, so I thought I'd google it instead of bothering (and upsetting) my mom. Unfortunately, his obit was a generic one and did not have his birthdate on it. BUT, I did see a note under it, that wasn't there before, from his former step-son, GN, saying how sorry he was to hear of his death and how much he was loved and asking my mom to contact him. There was no date or way to contact him on the site, so I looked him up on FB.

Took only a few minutes but I did find him. Poor guy, he posted a rant against his mother on February 20th, lamenting the fact that she had known of K's death for a month but just texted that day GN to tell him about it. (Which, honestly, is a total lie because I know that my Auntie S contacted his mother soon after K's death to let her know. When Auntie S found his body, she took his cell phone to contact his friends. Turned out that K had kept in contact with his ex-wife for many years, speaking monthly. Auntie S told mom that the ex-wife was almost inconsolable when she heard the news. Why she waited so long to tell her son, and then lie about it, is puzzling & cruel, but none of my business.)

So, I posted a private message to him, introducing myself (he might not remember me, haven't seen him since I was a teenager) and telling him that I found his note on Uncle K's obit. I told him that I could either give him mom's email or I could give her his, if he wanted, and then added my email addy. I discovered that the message would be put in the "Other"' folder since we weren't friends. I was afraid of him not seeing it, so against my better judgment, I sent him a friend request to ensure that he sees it. FB really sucks about the messaging. *sigh*

I called my mother after doing that and, of course, she cried having to think about all that. I told her I didn't call her to make her cry and she said she knows. My Auntie S had to have a blood transfusion yesterday because her red blood count was extremely low. They did a bone marrow biopsy a few days ago and they are awaiting on news of that to find out what the matter is.

While I was typing all this, my childhood BFF, Kimmie, called to let me know she was in the hospital last weekend. Had kidney stones (one kidney might have failed), possible tumors on her ovaries and a bunch of other horrid things. *sigh* They were going to move to Plant City but now it looks like they'll be moving to Zephyrhills instead.