It's 2008 and I'm still stuck on Siamese Dream. Maybe my co-worker's right. Maybe I'm "stuck in the 90's"
Whomever offered up the advice on the last post. I appreciate it. I just... I don't know. I tried getting the hell outta dodge for a few. I wound up with an IBS flareup the likes of which I've never seen. I thought returning to work would make things better, but all I want to do is leave work and go pick up my kids. I've tried leaving the kids with a grandparent on a Saturday to go have fun and I just wind up missing my kids.
Andy is now involved in a University of Minnesota study called HOPE that is trying to find out what causes hepatoblastomas. The idea that we're doing our part to keep this from happening to other parents does seem to help.
But not much.
I'll get over this in time. Julie seems like she's doing okay. Hopefully I'm soon to follow. Andy's doing great. Like nothing ever happened. This is a good thing.