This is an update to my post from a couple of days ago here:
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_mesg&forum=389&topic_id=5326866&mesg_id=5326866 Well, yesterday I got a call that my sister wanted everyone to the hospital because she had something to tell us. I knew it must be serious because she was trying to get ahold of my sister, debbie, who is very busy and she wouldn't be getting her down there too unless it was bad. I got to the hospital with my younger sister (there are four sisters and a brother among us siblings) and two of my sisters who were already there were crying. so i went in to see my dad for a little bit and then went back into the waiting room to wait.... and worry.
when debbie got there we all held our breath and waited... and my sister told us that the mri and other scans they did gave them a bad picture... my dad has cancer. and it is all over the place. it started in his esophagus and the prostrate cancer that was found a couple of months ago was only the latest invasion. and my dad has about three months to live. they were going to do a biopsy of the esophagus, and it would take about a week to confirm.... but they are 99% sure that this is what it is. and from my dad's girlfriend's sister, who knows all too well about cancer.... she says they are probably right.
i can't help but wonder how they didn't catch this sooner. though my sister tells me that every symptom that he has had over the past two years has seemed to fit with the illness he was having at hte time. he had ulcers in his esophagus which masked the cancer two years ago. all the times he has been in the hospital over the past couple of years and no one bothered to do any scans or tests or anything. i feel like they just pushed him off. and that may not be fair, but i can't help but wonder how no one ever thought to check anything!!!
i can hope they are wrong. and i can hope that their 3 months is wrong. but then i see my dad laying there in a hospital bed hallucinating. my sister told us of his recollecting things from when he was a child, and i fear that maybe they are right... it is selfish of me to want him to stay. and i suppose in the end i will pray the same as i did when my mom was sick all those years ago.... please make him better or take him home to you. i prayed that for my mom, but had wanted her to be better. and it took years before i could forgive him for taking her. but i just don't want my dad to suffer... any more than i wanted my mom to suffer.
thanks for listening.