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When cancer is in the picture, you never know what to expect. I was on vacation last week, and screwed up my sleep schedule, of course, so I woke up at 4am today. I laid in bed quietly until around 5:00 and decided to snuggle up with the wife for that last hour before I had to get out of bed and face real life. As soon as I snuggled up, I could tell she was in a mood.
Suddenly she started crying and babbling something about a dream about Johnny Cash and June Carter. I didn't understand what she was trying to say, but I know that June died from cancer and then Johnny died just weeks later, supposedly from a broken heart. Best I can determine, she's afraid that'll happen to us and the kids will be orphaned.
I managed to calm her down enough that I could go to work and deal with the fallout from being gone for a week. I came up at lunch to grab a sandwich and she was crying again. Still the dream? Nope. It turns out that she talked to an old friend of ours and found out the friend was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer back in September, had a mastectomy, and has now found out that the cancer spread to 3 more places since.
I think daddy needs a drink tonight.
Suddenly she started crying and babbling something about a dream about Johnny Cash and June Carter. I didn't understand what she was trying to say, but I know that June died from cancer and then Johnny died just weeks later, supposedly from a broken heart. Best I can determine, she's afraid that'll happen to us and the kids will be orphaned.
I managed to calm her down enough that I could go to work and deal with the fallout from being gone for a week. I came up at lunch to grab a sandwich and she was crying again. Still the dream? Nope. It turns out that she talked to an old friend of ours and found out the friend was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer back in September, had a mastectomy, and has now found out that the cancer spread to 3 more places since.
I think daddy needs a drink tonight.
