Stitches are out!

Hi all.
Well, today I got the stitches out. Pretty amazing surgeon. There will be very, very, very little scarring. Good job doc!
I asked him to talk to me about "glioblastoma multiforme", so he did. Doesn't sound too promising. Just will do the best I can in the time I have. Thank you God for all you have done. When the time comes, God willing, I'll h ave my family here with me and we'll do the best we can.
So, so funny how you try to prepare for life and then it throws you a curve like this. Lois and I thought we had prepared for the worst. In my case, that means me going first, and yet, not in our wildest dreams did we ever think that likely. Nevertheless, here it is.
Lois will have her Social Security and a LOT of savings. Hopefully we will have planned it OK for her. If all goes well, we will have. If everything goes south, like it sometimes can, then what she will have is what she will have. That is why you have family after all!
As for the cancer, well, it sounds pretty serious. I think health nuts galore can say all they want, but I don't think they can beat this. Not in a million years. Maybe, but I would never bank on it. Folks like the Kennedy's and others that have had the same kinds of experiences would probably agree also. Dying is a part of living, so, that is what we will do when the time comes for us to do it.
I know this sounds hopeless to some of you. It is not meant to sound that way. It is meant to be practical, realistic, on the ground, routine kind of thinking. It may not sound that way, but in reality, that is what it is. I don't want to hope for more than God is willing to deliver, or wants to deliver.
There is more I should probably be writing about all of this, but I'm OK with it really. Really, I am. I'll be OK until the end and then I'll wake up when the Lord wants us all to be together. Praise his name for that.
For now, let me close with the words of one of the Psalms sent to me recently:

Psalm 61 - NASU

1 Hear my cry, O God;

     Give heed to my prayer. 

2 From the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is faint;

     Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. 

3 For You have been a refuge for me,

    A tower of strength against the enemy. 

4 Let me dwell in Your tent forever;

    Let me take refuge in the shelter of Your wings. Selah. 

5 For You have heard my vows, O God;
    You have given me the inheritance of those who fear Your name. 
6 You will prolong the king's life;

    His years will be as many generations. 

7 He will abide before God forever;

    Appoint lovingkindness and truth that they may preserve him. 

8 So I will sing praise to Your name forever,

    That I may pay my vows day by day.