I don't know what to title this one.

My dad got the results back from Monday's test, and the thing growing in his abdomen is, in fact, his old lymphoma. Back again. So that's the bad news. The better news is that it's stage 1, which is the slowest growing type, and most easily treated. So the plan right now is that he'll try some sort of drug that has apparently had some success treating this type of cancer. No chemo, no surgery, no radiation. So that's the plan, unless some of the other tests that he had yesterday and today show that the thing has spread or anything. And if the drug doesn't do anything, then I would imagine that chemo is probably the next step.

Anyway, I talked with him this afternoon, and he sounded both disappointed and relieved. He did use the word "crappy," which is a word I don't think I've heard him use before. "Crap" yes, but not "crappy." Anyway, I guess I'm feeling disappointed and relieved, too. The results could have been better, but they could have been a lot worse. So that's that, for now.


I got contacted by Maya Dimova on Facebook. It's good to hear from her.

I just tried to eat something that I thought might have been part of a stale chip, but it turns out it might have been part of my shoe.

Anyway, Maya Dimova, yes. She's married and living in Italy and has two sons, 6 and 2. Crazy Maya Dimova who used to work at The Blimpie. Now employed by Teatro alla Scalla. Wonderful.

To those who have at some point worked where I currently work: someone got fired from where I currently work, and I don't want to be super gossipy by mentioning this person's name, but I will say that he/she had worked there a long time, he/she knows where Osama bin Laden is, and he/she apparently routinely had his/her car's tires shot out.

Ok, Jeannie just got home from class. Yay! So I'm gonna hang with her now...