Murder, brain tumor, and C's appointment.

I have been away from blogging for a couple of weeks because of what has transpired in those 2 weeks. 
I had a lot of appointments.  C had to get her renal ultrasound and VCUG (dye study) on her kidneys.  I had to get my EEG and MRI with dye.  The radiologist told me that her dye study looked "good."  I am assuming that means she does not have urinary reflux anymore.  I am so excited.  No more antibiotic every night.

Last week I went into have my EEG.  After I was done I had to make a follow up appointment.  I specifically remembered the neurologist telling me before that if something showed up I would have to follow up, but if everything was normal then I would not see him again.  I knew something was up when they wanted me to follow up.  I asked about my MRI and the receptionist had told me that he wanted me to follow up and go over the results on March 18th.  That is 3 weeks away.  I called back and asked what the results were.  I could not wait 3 weeks.  She told me it showed a meningioma, which is a brain tumor.  I was apalled.  I have a brain tumor?  It is small and from what I have researched they are rarely cancerous.  I finally have the answer to what caused my seizure.  I will no more about the tumor and what to expect when I go in on the 18th.  I have read that I can have increased headaches, seizures, nausea, and it may be difficult to take out depending on where in the brain it is.  I don't even know that I want it taken out, but ... I just have to wait and see what the neurologist said.

I called my friend to tell him that C's tests turned out normal.  He let me talk and then he told me that he was headed up north and that it was not good news.  I thought maybe he would be moving and got a job up north.  That was not the case.  He said his mom had a fire at her house.  I asked him if it burnt down.  (She had a previous fire about a month earlier).  He said yes and that she died in it.  I was shocked.  I said that I was sorry and we would be there for him.  His mom was like a second mom to us all.  She loved my kids so much and played with them all of the time.  She was a great, great person.  The story transpired in the next few days.  They found an accelarant was used and that 2 bodies were at opposite ends of the house, which was suspicous.  It turns out that her roommate shot her, set the house on fire and then shot himself.  We are so saddened by this and just do not have words.  I am so MAD at him.  How dare he shoot her and then set her house on fire.  How dare he destroy everything.  Why could it not have just been him?  I don't know.  My cousin committed suicide about 3 months ago and that is never the right answer.  I am shocked that he did that and killed her.  I have no words to express the feelings that we have been feeling.  Her funeral is on Saturday. 

These are the reasons I have been away from blogging.  I was trying to do better and keep my blog up a little bit more, but we have just been sad and have been getting a lot of unwanted news lately.  I will continue more of Jeremiah's birth story.  I hit a slump.  I do not want to remember the day he died, but know that writing about it will be an outlet for me.  I will write more about our friend's mom and the memories we have shared with her as well.  But I need a week or so off to just comprehend things that have been going on around here.