December

Wow, I can't believe December is a third over already.  Or that 2012 is almost done!  Honestly, I won't be sad to see it go but I also understand that 2013 comes with no promises.

Dad is doing fairly well now but he doesn't want to go to the hematologist so he's refusing to make an appointment.  I'm going to have to put my foot down and insist, I suppose.  This is always awkward for me.  After all, I am the child and he is the parent.  I do, however, understand why he doesn't want to go.  They will do another bone marrow biopsy and he really didn't enjoy the last one.  Plus he knows (or thinks he does) what they are going to tell him and he really doesn't want to hear it.  Well, neither do I, but I want him to do everything he can to improve his health.  I guess it's a fine line to walk.  I don't want him to give up (especially since he's not absolutely sure what the doctor is going to tell him) and I don't want to make him do something that will make him miserable.  It really was so much easier when he made the decisions and I obeyed them.  (or disobeyed, depending on who you talk to.)