Well, here we are, nearing the end of August and this is usually the time of year I really start looking forward to training camp and the upcoming NHL season
Unfortunately this year, we have absolutely no idea when that season will start.
I'm not going to pretend to know what is going on with the CBA, NHL and NHLPA, all I know is that all these people are making a whole lot of money. I'm not really on either side since I don't understand all the issues, just what is reported in the newspapers and sport shows, The side I am on, is the fans' side.
The fans are the ones buying the game tickets and hockey merchandise that is allowing all these people to make the money they do. Maybe some of the billions of dollars of revenue the league makes could be passed on to the fans as savings on tickets or lower merchandise prices.
Yes, that is really not how the hockey business works, but a girl can dream can't she?
Well, I guess we'll see soon enough if there is a lockout and for how long
In the meantime, I will enjoy the rest of my summer!! )
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Words are so powerful and some more so depending on how close to a situation you are.
A few weeks ago, a friend of mine had a family member who needed to go for a biopsy. I was concerned for her and her family and made sure she knew I was there if she needed to talk. I also sent prayers and good thoughts her way. (We do the only thing we can in situations like this).
As scary as “Biopsy” sounded then…it sounds worse now.
Last week I found out that my dad needs to go for a biopsy for his prostate. Suddenly the word is so much scarier to me. The first thought that came to my mind of course was “Cancer”, another very scary word.
I then went into my ‘logic mode’ and decided that there wasn’t any use in getting overly worried over something that we don’t have any information about yet. Yes, of course I am concerned, but am waiting for the results before letting full panic set in.
As strong as my ‘logic mode’ is though, the thought of a biopsy and what it could mean to everyone involved is terrifying right now. I’ve spoken to people who have gone through this and have done some basic research and I know that the chances are good that everything will be ok…but the word “biopsy” still scares me. I’m just hoping that it isn’t followed by that other horribly scary word.
The biopsy is tomorrow and I will be there with my parents for support. I don’t like feeling helpless and any little thing I can do, I will do. Then all we can do is wait until the results come in.
I will be strong for my family and will try to remain that way through the next couple of weeks.
Biopsy…I don’t like that word and I will never like it. It doesn’t matter what the results are.