Survival of the Fittest
by Natasha Duncan-Drake
Lil is the Sheriff of a small rural town and its chief witch - she keeps the balance between the supernaturals and the humans. When Dan Winters, alpha male of the local werewolf pack, shows up dead, she must prevent a supernatural showdown.
Catch-Up
I know it's been a while since I have posted anything and I wanted to let everyone know that it's not because I have abandonned this blog. I will be coming back properly late July/early August and hopefully I will also get a few posts in before then.
My Dad is having chemo for prostate cancer at the moment and he has just had his penultimate dose of six. This sometimes leaves him unable to get out of bed, let alone drive and my Mum doesn't have a licence, which, during the week, leaves me as the only person who can drive her shopping etc. I also have to take my Dad to all his appointments. This has been eating into my time.
I've also finally admitted that it has been stressing me out as well. The whole family is affected by it and it has eaten a lot of my get up and go. Especially when my Dad collapsed a few weeks back and had to be admitted to hospital. He's much better now and they have him on all the good drugs to see him through, but the side effect of one of those drugs is that it makes him even more tired, so he's not really up to doing much except in the last week before his next treatment (they are every three weeks). Hence even more of the rest of the family having to pitch in.
All his results are good, except for the fatigue, and his consultant is very possitive and is pretty sure the cancer is beaten. So we're all breathing a sigh of relief and looking to the finishing gate.
To any who are going through similar things, my heart goes out to you. This is something that is very hard to understand until it is your family that is going through it. I never really understood how it puts a toll on those around the person having treatment as well as the one who is ill. When my Mum had breast cancer nearly 15 years ago my Dad was always there as the pillar of strength to take the strain.
Best wishes to all and see you soon on the blog.