NerkyGrrl

Mom’s back in the hospital with low blood cells, so I’m not allowed to visit, and Dad has to wear a mask when he does.

It turns out that lump in Mom’s MRI was a bone cancer, a dedifferentiated chondrocarcoma.

This is what I say about that.

(Shirt courtesy Andrea.)

It’s also why the blog is going to have big gaps in it for a while.

Sorry about that.

Feeling a little nauseous. Check out my barf bowl invention.

I can see for miles and miles…

Guess what? I don’t need glasses anymore. For now, anyway.

The optometrist says at my age, eyes can change a lot.

I am growing, but Dad’s thumb is still bigger than mine.

Went with mom for the MRI of her shoulder since it isn’t getting better. Mom says the tech was suspiciously nice. Why does that sound ominous?

At Mom’s physical therapy, sometimes they get out the laser to use on her shoulder. Then we get to wear the super villain glasses.

It’s Fremont Fiesta time of year again. I live for the inflatable obstacle course.

Hey Marlena, thanks for inviting me to Buddy Day at your gym. Surface Fitness over on Ocean View was fun. Here, Marlena and I had to pass the stuffed banana back and forth and name a fruit every time we came up from our sit-up.

Dental Duck contemplates her next victim.

Why don’t you poke me with the sharp thing again, hm?

There were NO CAVITIES this time.