My dad's "bibopsy" turned out negative for cancer. We are very thankful. It's some kind of glandular/thyroid thing.
Also, while visiting with the wife of our dying friend L. on Thursday, she was telling me how he doesn't like to be without his BlackBerry — even as he's bedridden and very, very sick. Sure enough, I went back to their room to see L., and he had it right next to him. He calls it his CrackBerry. It's wonderful to see his humor intact.
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- Allison Kennedy
- If you are logging on to this site other than from the Ledger-Enquirer (Columbus, Ga.), this is where I hang my hat professionally, writing primarily about the faith community. I'm married to Michael. We have a cat named Bisquick who needs an exorcism. And a new kitten named Smoky!
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2 comments:
That's great news about your dad. Tell him hello from us!
As for Crackberrys: We've learned that if Staffer Mom has hers in her hand, we can run all the way down the street before she notices we're gone. Staffer Dad says it's ok for us to do that because maybe it will force her to let go of it and play with us!
I don't think I need a Crackberry myself. :)
It's bad enough having a laptop!
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