The lyrics to this old song keep going through my head.
Friday night after a trip to the er and a cat scan. We discovered that hubby has a pancreatic tumor. The tumor is as big as a watermelon. It has effected his liver and his lung. It is too big for an operation and chemo will just make him sick. The result regardless is terminal.
We brought hubby home yesterday and hospice came to enroll us today. Albuquerque son arrived today to stay and help me.
The old Roger Witaker son Changes keeps going through and through my head.