Disturbing News

Yesterday, we had a little bit of disturbing news from San Antonio way. Some of you know that Dawna's Grandmother, Nanaw, has been fighting lung cancer for quite some time. She has been having intermittent dizzy spells, and in the past week, she has vomited because of these spells. After having quite a spell, they took her to the emergency room. They did a Cat Scan and found that the cancer has moved into her brain. Not good.

Her doctor is contemplating doing some radiation treatment on this tumor, but the prognosis does not look good. Needless to say, we will probably be heading into San Antonio pretty often in the next few months. Thoughts and prayers are appreciated.

On another note: yesterday afternoon the family went on a little expedition. My aunt Winnie, who lives an hour away in El Campo is recovering from a ruptured appendix. She is doing quite well, and my mother is staying with her nursing her back to health. We decided to head to El Campo to have supper with them. Little did we know what we were getting into.

We noticed that traffic on I-10 was pretty heavy both heading into and away from Houston. We got off in Columbus on HI 71 to head to El Campo, and to say the traffic was hellish is an understatement. The exit ramps and 71 were bumper to bumper with no place to go. Therefore, we went exploring. We took a couple of country roads down to El Campo, and the extra drive was worth it.

Mom and Winnie (and Uncle Laird too, if you must know) were very happy to see us. Winnie looked very good, but she gets tired pretty quickly. My mom was pretty tired too. Looks like she could use several good nights' sleep. But, being around all the kids was a great pick-me-up for everyone. Kiera marveled at my aunt and uncle's bathroom, especially the jacuzzi tub. She wanted to come back and go swimming as soon as possible. We told her she could do that later, much to her excitement.

The only hitch in the trip home was about 30 minutes from the house, Junior started screaming. Turned out his car seat was a little too tight around the waist (but we didn't find that out until we got home). So, what did we do? Well, rather than listen to a screaming kid all the way home, when we turned onto FM 949, away from all the traffic, Dawna took Junior out of the car seat and held him until we got home. Law breakers? Yep, but desperate times call for desperate measures.