Mid hols report.

It's somewhat sureal to be surfing 5 hrs a day whilst the kids splash in the shallows whilst dad is back home slowly dying in his bed. The chemo knocks him out for most of the day so there is no point trying to spend time with him. His marrow is 80% cancer so there is no production of new red blood cells so he has no energy to get around.
There is hope... perhaps the new 6 thousand dollars a week drugs will help... who can say. The die have been rolled this one last time. If not he can't have more than a few weeks left.
Son has recovered brilliantly from his op and is having an awsome time down here. No photos yet as I'm on a dial up connection.

Me. The 20kg I've lost through the hundres of weights sesions I've packed into the last two years have not quite been enough to get me shreeding on the short board so I took my wallet into the surf shop and committed fassion suicide by buying a minny-mal... that is a longer more boyant board. Being nearly 40 it's about time to put the short bord away. I shoyuld have done it years ago. I've caught some amazing rides. It's 7 foot 7 inches and with my strenght I can push it around like a short board cracking turns off the lip and reentering over a closeout. Great fun.

We are leaving mum and dad's house tomorrow and heading up the coast a few klicks to the house at Rosedale. I'll take plenty of photos for you.

Stay well

On hols

Back later

Good and Bad

Good:
3 year old is doing well today after his surgery having had his ears done and his tonsils and adenoids out. Having the back of your nose cut up and bits of your throat cut out is a big deal when you're three.

Bad:
Dad's not doing so well. It responded to chemo for a while but looks to have taken an aggressive turn over the last few weeks. Transfusions, drugs, therapy: not your normal Christmas cocktail.

I lol'd

What's the last thing that made you really laugh out loud.?