Talking to Dad.

So, we just got off the phone with Dad.  I don’t know if it was just me, or that we were watching the after-show of 13 Reasons Why, or the convo with Mom about Dad and his chemo shot he had Thursday, but I thought and whispered to Joey I thought he sounded tired.

Yeah, I said chemo shot.  Dad has cancer localized to his back that he has to get what, essentially’s, a shot of chemo every month.  Apparently, this puts him down a day, which, I guess, isn’t bad, in the grand scheme of things.

I just don’t remember him sounding that tired since he’s started this journey.  Granted, I don’t live with him, so I don’t see him day to day, but I know a tired voice when I hear one.  He just seemed run down.  He told me he and a family friend’ve been doing a pretty big project, so, maybe, that’s what’s up…I hope.

If Mom doesn’t get back from her weekend with Kat, he says he’ll make getting us to church happen.  I know I will.

Thanks for listening.

Be good to each other.

-J-