As I'm sure you already know.
Pop's back in the hospital again. Turns out the stomach/GI problems he's been having for the last two months are caused by the cancer. It's spread into his abdomen and some of his bones. The doctors say six months, but you know the answer really is "who knows?" He should be home by Christmas, and we'll have in-home hospice care from then on. Dad's in good spirits, as good as anybody can be in this situation, but he's in pain, too. He'll probably be on morphine from here on out.
I'm planning to spend every Friday-Sunday up in Chino from now on. Paul will be enrolled in the after-school program two days a week. I think I'll still be able to pull off taking Chemistry this spring- thank heavens it's a M/W class.
We canceled our Yosemite vacation, which my Mom thinks was stupid of us, but on Friday we just didn't know how bad it was or wasn't. We may still drum up the desire to do something. we'll see how it all plays out with Pop.