July 25, 2014
4:20 p.m.
Dad talked to an oncologist at the Lethbridge Regional Hospital and the tumor is too big to operate on, so there will be no operation. The tumor is outside the liver, but there is a bit in the liver and also a bit in the lungs. At this point, treatment could either be chemotherapy or radiation, but any treatment will be decided after a biopsy is done to see what kind of cancer it is and Dad speculates that it might happen sometime next week, but it's not certain.
There is swelling in his legs because of a vein being choked by the cancer and if they can't get the swelling in Dad's legs to go down, he might have a month, but I'm not sure how accurate that is and who's to say how much time he has left anyway? We are not in control here; God is.
Anyway, it took me a while to actually type this, as who wants to hear that their dad is dying from a pain in the derriere cancer that is so aggressive and forces him to drink again just to cope? This evening, Mom and Dad were looking at a funeral checklist and making plans for Dad's FUNERAL, as it is sadly inevitable. I put my foot down about the way he will be stored away; I think cremation is CREEPY and I do not want my father to be reduced to ashes and stuffed in a decorative urn and THANKFULLY, Mom agreed with me and said that Dad would be buried once he passes.
What hurts the most, however, is he is allowing the cancer to take control of his personality and his choices instead of fighting and staying strong. He thinks he is the only one hurting from this, but we are all hurting from this. He is only 62 and this wasn't supposed to happen for at least 30 more years!
Dad talked to an oncologist at the Lethbridge Regional Hospital and the tumor is too big to operate on, so there will be no operation. The tumor is outside the liver, but there is a bit in the liver and also a bit in the lungs. At this point, treatment could either be chemotherapy or radiation, but any treatment will be decided after a biopsy is done to see what kind of cancer it is and Dad speculates that it might happen sometime next week, but it's not certain.
There is swelling in his legs because of a vein being choked by the cancer and if they can't get the swelling in Dad's legs to go down, he might have a month, but I'm not sure how accurate that is and who's to say how much time he has left anyway? We are not in control here; God is.
Anyway, it took me a while to actually type this, as who wants to hear that their dad is dying from a pain in the derriere cancer that is so aggressive and forces him to drink again just to cope? This evening, Mom and Dad were looking at a funeral checklist and making plans for Dad's FUNERAL, as it is sadly inevitable. I put my foot down about the way he will be stored away; I think cremation is CREEPY and I do not want my father to be reduced to ashes and stuffed in a decorative urn and THANKFULLY, Mom agreed with me and said that Dad would be buried once he passes.
What hurts the most, however, is he is allowing the cancer to take control of his personality and his choices instead of fighting and staying strong. He thinks he is the only one hurting from this, but we are all hurting from this. He is only 62 and this wasn't supposed to happen for at least 30 more years!
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