Sorry this is happening Bob. I am praying for you, your dad and your family.dyslexic...praying for your brother as well. If you'd like to send the Caring Bridge name and PW, please PM it to me.
Done. Thank You!
I haven't been posting here as much recently but thought I'd log in to send my best wishes to Bob, his family, and hope that his father pulls through. Be strong - you have a lot of quality Getbig support behind you.
We pray because God wants us to tell him what is on our minds. Even though he sees and understands our situations better than we do, he still wants to hear from us in our own words.You are not asking for him to change his mind, you are asking for his will to be done. You are not doing so in such a way that you feel you are educating God or enlightening Him in some way. You are simply acknowledging that He knows what he is doing, knows what is best, and you are abiding in his request for your prayers. It has absolutely nothing to do with "selfishness" or changing His pre-destined divine plan. Our finite minds cannot possibly understand an infinite mind.
They mentioned on PBW that Bob's Dad is fighting advanced prostate cancer. Since Bob is one of the only pros who still has the balls to post here, and he takes a lot of abuse, I think nows a good time to show the big man some love and send prayers to his Dad. Hang in there Bob. Thoughts and prayers from Getbig!
So I am a massive loser and GetBig has been my escape for years now. One of the most comforting things is when life starts taking on water and you start feeling like your going to drown you come to GetBig, laugh your ass off and diurese all that fluid away. I don't know about you guys but it always seemed more comforting when Bob is posting on GetBig-it's just better; I put out 2L of lifetoxicpiss when Bob isn't posting and a full 2.5 L when he is. Bob, I lost my Dad a few years back and honest to goodness when I would get done with my work, I'd come up to the hem-onc floor and spend the night in his room and then in the morning go back to work and repeat. At night with my Dad asleep in his bed to my left and me lying on a cot to his right next to him, I would open up my laptop and read GetBig for a few minutes-laugh, then then look up to make sure he was still in sinus and then look back down and read a few more disembowelments one GetBigger was committing against another Getbigger and laugh a little more. And pretty soon, I'd feel that lovely feeling you get when your eyelids start feeling like sandbags slowly drooping and drooping down until you fade to black. I would be able to sleep for a few hours and then wake up, kiss my dad, go take a shower, round, and at some point lock my self in my office and cry and wish like hell that I was dying instead of my hero, my father. Nothing cured the eunuch in me like logging in again later that night and reading one of Bob's patented one liner zingers...so witty, just made me smile. Thanks to GetBig and Bob and God bless you and your father, Bob. Welp its 6 and I am already half an hour late getting back to the hell that is my life. I'm such an f'ing loser.
