If it's any consolation, being the caller is not a pleasant experience either. Though of course, it's nothing like being at the receiving end of unpleasant news. Our neighbor, who is a friend of us and who is about my age (his early forties) has been diagnosed with terminal cancer almost two years ago. I kept praying that for the sake of him and his family, they would receive some good news. But despite everything the doctors did, there was nothing that could change his fate. At the moment, he is faring relatively well, but it breaks my heart that he won't see his kids grow up, that his younger daughter probably won't remember him. She's only three years old.
My best wishes and prayers for you, Lynn.
And for Terry, I hope everything will go well with your surgery.
