Scared? No. Terrified? YES. Just got word that my Tia will be having brain surgery next week. We just don't know what day yet. Mom, LuLu, and Pat are driving to Tucson tonight. I'm still having a hard time grasping the fact that she's having brain surgery....how the hell did this happen. Normally I would be on a plane and be there with her but having Jazzi it's just not that easy to do. I could take her with me but where would I put her while I was at the hospital all day and probably night? Frank has to work and I don't want to put her in daycare for all the days I'm gone....it's not fair to her. So I will just stay at home, saying my prayers, sending positive thoughts, and wait for the phone to ring. Am I a terrible niece? I hope not. I know my Tia knows and understands the situation I'm in....she knows I'm praying for her and keeping her in my thoughts.

I'm terrified that I won't get to hug her one for time....I'm terrified that I won't be able to tell her how much she means to me....I'm terrified that I'm going to loss her. Stop that, keep good thoughts....good thoughts, good thoughts, good thoughts.

Frank had mentioned that we might have a couple of days inbetween jobs and thought maybe we'd go somewhere, well I think we need to go to Tucson, or at least I do. Everything depends on how much time we have between the next job and where the next job will be.