<p>…I seem to have lost my mojo.</p>
<p>And I think I’ve been the victim of some bad juju, too.  </p>
<p>Actually, technically, it’s not *me* that’s the victim of the juju – it’s my Dad.</p>
<p>I wasn’t going to blog about this, I was going to keep it off the blog and try to deal with it quietly.  However, I’m finding it hard to think about anything else.  I’m hoping by getting it ‘out there’ that I might be able to get my head wrapped around this enough to think about something else for five minutes.  </p>
<p><em>This past Thursday my Dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer.</em></p>
<p>There, I said it, it’s in print and yeah, it didn’t make me feel much better.</p>
<p>He is having a bone scan done today to find out…I can’t say it.</p>
<p>So, I guess what I’m asking is for some positive energy.  A little hope from each of you that this scan comes back okay and all we have to deal with is the prostate thing.</p>
<p>btw, Dad does read this blog so he’ll see any comments left for him.  :o)</p>