Makin' the bacon while local tanker yankin'

I found it online, the one I got is called a Day Cab Lounger. It works pretty well and is comfortable relatively to the discomfort I’d feel draping my head over a steering wheel.

 

Well, 2021 is shaping up to be my family's biggest set of trials and tribulations.

I haven't been too active on the forum lately, mainly because I upgraded my laptop and changed a focus on my approach to how I manage my digital footprint with regard to security and as such up until this evening, I've only been able to access the forum by remotely accessing my desktop, and for whatever reason the "forgot my password" setup on TTR put me at the mercy of an admin doing a manual reset.

The long and the short of it, is that this year is shaping up for me to be the 2020 level of misery that many in the country experienced.

My 10m old son was admitted to Boston Children's Hospital mid-January, later to discover that he had an obscenely large brain tumor growing. He endured an 18 hour surgery to remove the tumor from his head, but the pathology a week later determined that the tumor was malignant in the form of Choroid Plexus Carcinoma, a rare and very aggressive form of brain cancer in infants. I haven't worked since January 20th and we are prepping my son to endure a 2 stage chemotherapy regiment that will likely continue through the balance of 2021.

Much to my company's credit, they have flat old told me to tell them when I want to come back to work, even when they otherwise wouldn't have to since I haven't been there long enough to qualify for FMLA.

It's been a rough road even to this point since the discovery of the tumor, and an even rougher road ahead for my little boy. I just have to maintain the faith for him and my family.

One thing I can say, is that this whole scenario has been a huge eye opener. And while I've mentioned the "work to live, don't live to work" mentality that a former co worker at FXF tried to instill on me, I've become immediately in tune with implementing that mentality to my every day life. I'm somewhat falling apart not being at work every day, but my wife needs the support and my son even more.

 

Thank you, my friend. I can only hope he does recover from this. I can't imagine a grown adult enduring the regiment that oncologists are going to throw at him, much less an infant.