Whoops sorry. I'm still learning to blog. I just put my post of this morning into the title space of last nights post. Durp!
yes, I slept too long. So now I'm in a hurry to go see my sweetie. They say his face will be bruised up today so I'm supposed to prepare myself for that. But they told me yesterday that he was going to be ugly and a mess when I saw him last night and, well, I thought he was the most beautiful man in the world with that white spngey turbin on his head and puffy eyes. I can't imagine ever thinking he's ugly. Not when I see his beautiful smile.
It's me, Kevin, but with a brain tumor. Disclaimer: I have a very dry and twisted sense of humor. This is a scary situation. The jokes ("tumor humor") could be a little dark from time to time. I intend to keep this rather interesting for you, but if I get a "how could you SAY that?!?" response from you, know it's just, well, I hesitate to use "gallows" humor, but I don't have better phrase for it. Enjoy, and thanks for your support through this time.