What's important

So as I'm sitting here trying to focus on all the things I should be doing, I can't get one thing out of my head. My dear friend, Cynthia.  She's in her mid-30s. She's the life of the party. She's that crazy lady that is still so in love with and sexually attracted to her husband it kind of makes you sick. She has 2 awesome kids, and a step-son that is the cutest thing ever. She has an amazing house that her and her husband built. She's beautiful. And she's brilliant. She's a Process Coordinator for SPS, which is an incredibly tough job. Special Education takes special people to run it, and for her to be a big dog like that, you know she's amazing. She (obviously) has awesome friends.She's just got it all going for her.



She found out yesterday that she has a progressing Stage 3 Glial brain tumor. Almost her entire frontal lobe is covered by a tumor.  They think they can remove a large portion of it without permanantly altering who she is.

How does life change that fast?

Earlier this year, Easter weekend actually, she started having major headaches. She got to the point where she couldn't even function. She came to Pipkin one day, and couldn't move or talk or function. I took her to the hospital and sat with her in the waiting room for hours until they finally admitted her. Her doctor had done and MRI and a CAT scan, and a PET scan, and even though they found the huge white spots on her brain, they refused to do anything about it. They said it wasn't cancer, and that they could give her pain medicine, but there wasn't really anything he could do.
Luckily, she found Dr. Sami, who is amazing, and he actually did his job. He found out the truth, although it wasn't what any of us wanted to hear.

It's completely scary to think that she had a tumor for that long and didn't know. It's terrible to think about how many people don't pursue it any more when a doctor says he can't do anything else. And it's completely horrifying to think about losing my friend.

Just makes you think about how tomorrow isn't guaranteed and we all need to really think about what is important to us.  Since I love country music so much, let me cheesily quote Garth and think about "if tomorrow never comes."