The battle continues

The tests results this week were good. My father is well, weak and tired but overall his health is good.
I, on the other hand, I am tired and depressed.
I just found out that I have a bunch of cysts on both sides of my thyroid.  One of these cysts is over 2 cm and because of that I have to see a specialist and have either a biopsy done or a CT scan. I know is nothing to be scared of because it can be treated or removed but just the simple fact that I have to go through all kind of tests is just too much for me now.
Of course I am not going to tell this to my parents to not make them worry, I am just saying.
On top of all of this, Ovi went to the dentist to fix some problems and yesterday almost had a heart attack when he received the bill...one bridge 4000 dollars which we do not have...so credit line it is..He said this was the last time in his life that he went to see a dentist...and that until all his teeth will fall off he never going to have any repair done...Sad isn't it?
I tried to make a list with what makes me happy and with what makes me unhappy. And although the things that make me happy are more numerous,  the things that make me unhappy weight more.
What do I want for Christmas this year?
That is easy: I want my father to be cured, I want my family to be well, I want all my dear friends to be happy and healthy. I want all bad things to disappear.
Was I good this year? I guess I will have to wait and see.
God bless.

Nearly three weeks of treatment

The treatment is going well. My father still feels fine, no major health issues. He got a cold out of nowhere and he feels tired. The treatment will end on the 3rd of January. He said that his doctor Mr Klekner is a great man, kind and knowledgeable. Father trusts his doctor. Tuesday the doctor will take another set of blood tests. The doctor thinks that father has some kind of bladder problems. I guess we will need to wait till Tuesday to see what is all about.
Mirela succeeded to buy the last 5 boxes with temodal in Pitesti my home town. Magda is going to Hungary on the 16th of December and gets back on the 17th. We do not trust the post service to send the temodal to my father by mail.
Is getting harder and harder to find this treatment, we will have to have this stress forever now. Every month is another challenge.
Mom seemed to me fine, we all know that is not true but she is a strong woman, aren't we all?
I gained weight like crazy since all this started. I eat on stress.
I still have days when I cry and I feel gray but this is not about me. Life goes on and dad is still alive, what more do I need?