This is Peter Billingsley, who stared as Ralphie:
I got curious about him. I wondered :What does he look like today?"
Here he is, having aged quite gracefully, I must say. Looks like he didn't shoot his eye out after all.
If you know the movie, you know the leg lamp.
It's a testament to the staying power of the movie that more than 20 years after it was released, leg lamps are still selling well. Good old leg lamp.
However, that is not what I have gotten for Christmas. Unfortunately, my Mom has just discovered a pretty scary-looking leg lump. She had it checked out by ultrasound yesterday. It's not a cyst, and it's growing fast. Dang.
Is it just me, or does crap like this always happen around Christmastime? November and December seem to be reliably dark months in all senses of the word.
Next step will be an MRI to see what we can see. Until then... we wait.
Although I had to sit down when I first heard about what was going on, I'm feeling steady now. I've been psyching myself up for something like this for the past couple of years. I've been reminding myself that my parents are getting older, and that I need to stay strong if/when they start to go downhill. If I fall apart for a while, I must put myself back together again before long. Socks up, chin up, take one day at a time. I'm glad I was at least slightly braced.
This may turn out to be nothing serious. My Mom will probably need surgery to remove the Whatever It Is, and that might be the end of it. She can recuperate at her Mom's house, where there are care workers on duty 24/7 already.
Thanks in advance for your well wishes and prayers. I know all y'all have my back! :-)