Well with everything that has been going on this week, my "my" weekend just didn't happen. I was off Friday, Saturday and Sunday and was supposed to be at the Celebration of Needlework Conference in Louisville on Saturday. As my luck would have it, Tommy had a Battle Assessment weekend, Tom's brother and his wife came out from PA to see his dad and help make some decisions and my car decided that it may be time to be retired, so no trip for me.

In the end I guess the trip itself really didn't matter. I was too tired and too stressed to have really enjoyed myself anyway. Friday I made two 130 mile round trips to Maineville, OH where my son's unit is based. Saturday I convinced Tom to take him up in the morning and I spent most of the day just vegetating. I did a little on line shopping, played some Mahjongg, stitched a bit out in the sun and tried to relax. I left a little after 3 to get Tommy then stopped and picked up groceries for dinner at my mother in laws, came home a little after 8 and was in bed by 9. I was up again to take him to Maineville at 5 this morning.

The pulmonologist just called and wants to do the biopsy even though the swelling in his brain has not gone down enough to make it less risky. So the question is what do we do now. Do we let them do the procedure and take the chance he dies on the table or becomes brain damaged? If we do the biopsy and determine there is treatment to prolong life but not improve the quality do we opt for treatment? Nothing is going to change what has already happened. We can't erase it, we can't fix it,...What a position to be in.

Pray for us please.