...and we're on the downswing again.
Pete's aunt Frankie thought she had a stomach virus in January. They ruled everything out and saw a mass in her abdomen. She went in for surgery on 2/6/09. However, the mass was invasive and they just closed her abdomen back up. She started chemotherapy immediately. Only the family has reported that it's not working. So she's in hospice, being kept as comfortable as she can.
And while I've never met her, I met her husband Dickie. He was here when Pete's Dad died in April. Wonderful man. We took him around the Mall of America and out to lunch. While he was sad when he was here, he was also a wonderful spirit. Calming and generous with compliments and light-hearted teasing. I can't imagine the pain that he is going through.
So prayers for Frankie please. And keep Pete in your thoughts too. If she passes away, we'll be making the trip to see them and it's going to be a hard one without his Dad.