Change of plans

It’s funny how things can completely change in a moment.  I got a text message from my friend Cali, who I went to A school with in Pensacola.  She has a terminal autoimmune disease that she’s been on chemo for four years for.  About 2 weeks ago she had surgery for something that I don’t know much about, and then following she caught the flu.  The vomiting caused her to tear her stiches internally, causing internal bleeding.  So she’s not doing well.  The doctors have said her only real option at this point is to be chemically induced to menapause, which is very painful.  And to top it all off, her boyfriend decided he couldn’t handle her anymore and left.  She can’t take care of herself right now and is snowed in, and he left.  What a complete and utter ass!

So, monday Carrie is flying to Oregon to help her out.  I’ll be flying on thursday, and we’re both returning on sunday.  We don’t get in until almost 4am though, so that will be a fun day!  But this is what you do for friends, you help them out when no one else can.  Plus, Carrie’s more than a little worried about her well being.  Cali and I talked for quite a while tonight, which was good.  But it’s hard, because I don’t really know what to do.  Carrie called around and found an in home pet sitter that will come and feed the dog and take it for a walk, which is what she needs.  She can’t get up right now without throwing up most times, so the poor dog isn’t getting much exercise.  She does have enough food though.

I hate that she has to go through this, but I’m so glad Carrie said we should go help her.  It’s been a very long time, since Thanksgiving of 1999 when I drove to northern California to spend the holiday with her family.  Too long…and so much has happened since then.  I just hope this is enough.