Mom took R. to the hospital at 1:00 this morning. I’m not going to go into the particulars, but he’s in really bad shape and they are taking CAT scans and what not to determine if he is bloated or if the tumor in his stomach has grown to gigantic proportions.

Right now we’re waiting to hear more. Hopefully after lunch.

This, of course, has to go down during Hell Week for The Boys Next Door, seriously impeding my ability to be there for my family.

sigh