I DON'T LIKE THIS WEEKEND

It's been one of those weekends where everywhere you look you find trouble. It all started Friday when Brenda picked me up so we could go to stew/chili party at Janet's I'm not too nuts about going out at night
anyhow. I am such a creature of comfort, when I get home, I want to kick off my shoes, take out my teeth and
chuck the boob and veg out! Sounds like a plan to me, but sometimes society demands you jump out of your
comfort Zone. If you don't want to be depressed, stop right here.

Anyway, you remember my friend Cliff. He was a teacher at McCaw, now a in special ed and you all met him at my birthday party. He is gay and he and his partner Ron, Who is handicapped ( he was then, but now he is
even worse and is confined to a wheel chair, for various problems, including lung cancer, with Cliff being his
only caregiver. Last week Cliff complained about severe abdominal pain and finally ended up in the ER at
St Rose and then transferred to another campus where he was admitted. The dx was startling, the doctor said
he had cancer and it was terminal with a maximum of months to live and maybe only weeks. They told him to
go home and do whatever he wanted to do. They said it was a packed cancer (silent with no symptoms) and he
had it for a long time. His belly had filled up with fluid which was the cause of his pain. they drained the fluid
which made him feel much better, but also in a state of shock. He figured as did we all that he would go in and
they would fix him up and he would be better. He does have to see a surgeon on Tuesday to talk about removing his gall bladder (which seems like locking the barn after the horse is stolen) but maybe I don't know
all the facts. I am devastated. Cliff is a good friend and a wonderful teacher. His students dearly love him.
They are young and just wont understand.

today I went to church and waited for the comfort I sought--wrong--first song on the organ "how great thou
art" I think I am in trouble. The song after the message "beautiful Savior" which is my confirmation song and
always makes me cry. Hey Lord, what you setting me up for. Well being the power point person, I can slouch
down in my booth and wipe my tears and blow my nose and then WHAMMO just before the general prayer
Pastor David announced the death of a dear sweet lady who attended our service. She and her husb and are
from Wisconsin (near Waukesha where Lori lives) and we could have some lively conversations about our
trips. Kay was never a well person si nce I have known her. Apparently she was an alchoholic at some point
in her life and she suffered a stroke from it. It affected her mind and she was almost childlike. Her husband
had to take care of her, scold her, yell at her and was so good to her. He would guide her with his hand and
make her do the best she could. He loved her a lot and they just celebrated 51 y ears together. She used to
come up and say to me He's being bad and when I get him home I am going to kick his ass. I am going to
miss her.

Please keep all my friends in your prayers, and tomorrow I know, the SUN IS GOING TO SHINE