What the hell?

Monday, June 16, 2008

"Lori?"

"Yeah?"

"It's Sarah."

"Oh Hi Sarah, what's up?"

"Dave can't get out of bed, his back."

"What?"

"Yeah, he was supposed to go to Vegas this morning and he can't get out of bed he's in a lot of pain. I don't know what to do. I could take him to the ER, but he can't get out of bed to get to the car. He wants me to just go to work, but I've called Marlene (Dan's Mom) and she's coming over."

"Ok, Sarah, that's fine. Geeze. I'll call him. Thanks Sarah."

"Lori, I feel terrible leaving him, but Kyra will be here watching Cameron and they can get him anything he needs."

"Sarah, its OK. He'll be fine."

Marlene in fact arrives quickly and calls me. We talk on the phone about what to do. Dave has been laying on a heating pad and I suggest to Marlene if he's having spasms he really needs to be on ice. If after 30 minutes on ice he still can't get out of bed, call an ambulance and get him over to the ER that way. We need to get a picture of his back and see what's going on.

Ten minutes later Marlene calls me. She can't even get the ice behind him without him being in excruciating pain. She's called the ambulance.

A few hours later, I'm at home (remember they are 3 hours behind us on the East) getting dinner. The phone rings...

"Lori?"

"Hi Sarah."

"Lori? Have you talked to Dave?"

"No. He hasn't called me yet. Is everything OK?"

"Uh, its not good."

"Sarah? What do you mean?"

"Uh, its not good. Do you want me to tell you or do you want to talk to Dave?"

"I'll call Dave. Does he have his cell phone?"

"Yes."

I called Dave. He had been diagnosed with Metastatic Cancer of the Spine. WHAT! Wait...