I took photos of Olaf with the kids yesterday. It's hard to see him so skinny, but the spark is back in his eyes.
These past six years Olaf's watched our oldest
grow from boy to man.
He's seen two little girls
become beautiful young ladies.
And he's welcomed two dear children home from China.
We couldn't ask for any more of him.
The "keeping him happy" plan has been stepped up since we received the hard news today that Olaf does in fact have cancer. The specialists who reviewed his radiographs found a mass in his retroperitoneal cavity, with the liver and spleen "looking suspicious". They think it's either histiocystosis or lymphoma, both with the same prognosis. Right now he's comfortable and happy. We'll keep him that way as long as we can, but hopefully not a moment too long. That's the least we can do for a member of the family.