No. He used to have them when younger, and when I made sure he never got anything with sugar in it, they quit. But no telling now, with his age and all... and the fat tumors growing about his organs and such.

He had an ok day. I finally told my mom I think he's dying...and I hold out hope for Christmas...but not really. I wish he would go before Christmas I think. IDK.

I'm too depressed to have any good wishes or thoughts I think...not really. I'm too depressed to be thankful. I thought I was numb to feelings, but seems the sad ones bolster right through.