I had this entire blog worked out; clever comments, witty witticisms, thought-provoking observations. All of this pretty much focused on me and running and a new PR. Then, I got a phone call that changed things. My mother had been to the doctor. She had found a lump on her breast and it was diagnosed as cancer. My clever commentary would have to wait.
Breast cancer does not run in my family. My dad died of lung cancer and I, myself had skin cancer while in high school. Other serious ailments are way more common in our family. My mother is a nurse. She is a wealth of knowledge and I have called her often to understand croup, infantigo and other, common ailments. I am used to my Mom being the resource of information when someone else is sick. I have called her late in the night for advice on a sick kid. It is not cool to have her be the patient. Not cool at all.
My Mom will undergo surgery on Wednesday. If you think of it, say a little prayer for her.