Something Evil This Way Comes

Last week was really, really awful for me and I want to say thank you to my friends who jumped in and stood by me and kept my head above water.

I couldn’t have done it without you. And your help and support means a whole lot to me.

Thanks.

You know who you are.

And in terms of my dad, he has been treated for his pneumonia and has been released from hospital in Victoria and will make his way back to his home, which is 5 hours away, today or tomorrow. From there, there will be biopsies and tests and a process of finding out what exactly he has going on in his lung.

That’s all I got for now.

Two days ago, my brother called me to tell me that my dad was visiting my sister and had collapsed and was taken to hospital by ambulance. They diagnosed him with pneumonia and said they wanted to run some more tests on him. The pneumonia is extra distressing because he was diagnosed with COPD last year so these days any sort of lung issue is extra bad news.
They did a CT scan and found a nasty mass on his lung, which they are almost positive is cancer. They will be doing a biposy to make sure, of course, but in my medical experience, doctors don’t toss the “C word” into the conversation unless they have a pretty close-to-certain sense that they are right.

Me?

I am horrified and lonely and worried and so tired of all the hard stuff. Kind of feels like I have had my skin torn right down to the bone.

And I would rather gnaw through my own wrists than deal with my family, but you do what you have to do. I guess the upside of it all is that it means I pay more attention to the things that are really important and spend less time thinking about id-jits and stupid crap. I suppose I needed a break from that.

The Old Man. I dunno. It remains to be seen and I don’t know how much fight there is left in the dog.

Stay tuned.

okay… I created a team, Spike and the Van Dykes.

The site is kind of weird and cumbersome but if you want to sponsor me, you can go here: http://tinyurl.com/zarh3 .

and the sight of my smiling face will no doubt inspire you to pull out the old credit card. I know it happens like that for me, hence my credit card debt.

That’s it, that’s all.

Thanks, folks.

Spike

I seem to have convinced myself to do this , and I seem to be dragging a few friends along for the ride.

I haven’t set myself up with a “team” on the site yet, cuz I have yet to think of a brilliant name for my team. But as soon as I have that name thing nailed, I will get set up and then, if any old internet-ers wish, you can sponsor me.

I don’t normally do this sort of thing, but obviously I think it’s pretty important.

And if you are good with creating catchy names for a bunch of queers, do let me know. I am still scratching my head and the sooner I can get a name, the sooner I can get this show on the road.

Roger Dodger.

Over and out