Cryptic Message
I guess I'm alright talking about this now.
Friday afternoon, I called my mom to talk to my dad and tell him something, but ended up only speaking to my mom for well near an hour. During this time, she told me that my dad had gone to the doctor and got his test results to see if he was clear of having cancer again. Mom said that Dad had told her everything was good. I was so relieved to hear this.
About 10-15 minutes later, my mom calls me back and she is literally bawling her eyes out. Hysterical. When she started talking I couldn't even understand her, but I knew it was something bad. (My mom never shows her emotions. I can count on one hand how many times she has cried in my life - all having to do with me leaving.)
She is finally able to talk and she says, "He just told me the truth." I was confused by this statement and asked her to repeat. She said it again. She then tells me that my dad DOES have cancer again. He has a max of 3 years (maybe 4 if he is lucky) to live his life. The cancer had come back and it spread into his bone. His body isn't strong enough to live thru another surgery. They will be giving him these shots to do something with it. (This got a little fuzzy since I was getting all hysterical myself.)
My mom told me that my Dad had lied to her at the Doc's office because he didn't want to tell her away from home. He wanted to wait until they were safely home. (At this point, I had to get a grip on myself, because I nearly threw up and fainted. My heart started going all crazy on me too.)
My soon hung up with me and about an hour or so later, I get a call. This time it's my Dad. I went crazy and started crying saying that "it wasn't fair and that he was suppose to live forever." My dad laughed a bit and said he was sorry and that people just couldn't live forever and that life wasn't fair at all. (Me saying that he was suppose to live forever is an inside joke between me and my Dad. My Dad had told me that he would live long enough to see his only daughter married. I told him that I would never get married and he would have to live forever. Which of course he laughed.)
He was on the possive end of things though. He said that maybe in a year or two, the doctors might come up with some sort of medicine or procedure to cure him. I hope this is true.
I love my Dad very much and this is really killing me. Knowing that I have only 3 years left with him...
Since Friday, I haven't been able to sleep or really eat much and any little thing sets me off into a crying fit. This is really going to take some time getting use to.
Liz -
Thank you so much for calling me. It really meant alot and it did help to hear your voice and your laughter. I ♥ you very much.
So now you know what the cryptic message was about that I posted.
(I do have something else to post, but I will wait to post it. I am giving the bitch till Friday evening to contact me and if she doesn't I'm talking.)
Friday afternoon, I called my mom to talk to my dad and tell him something, but ended up only speaking to my mom for well near an hour. During this time, she told me that my dad had gone to the doctor and got his test results to see if he was clear of having cancer again. Mom said that Dad had told her everything was good. I was so relieved to hear this.
About 10-15 minutes later, my mom calls me back and she is literally bawling her eyes out. Hysterical. When she started talking I couldn't even understand her, but I knew it was something bad. (My mom never shows her emotions. I can count on one hand how many times she has cried in my life - all having to do with me leaving.)
She is finally able to talk and she says, "He just told me the truth." I was confused by this statement and asked her to repeat. She said it again. She then tells me that my dad DOES have cancer again. He has a max of 3 years (maybe 4 if he is lucky) to live his life. The cancer had come back and it spread into his bone. His body isn't strong enough to live thru another surgery. They will be giving him these shots to do something with it. (This got a little fuzzy since I was getting all hysterical myself.)
My mom told me that my Dad had lied to her at the Doc's office because he didn't want to tell her away from home. He wanted to wait until they were safely home. (At this point, I had to get a grip on myself, because I nearly threw up and fainted. My heart started going all crazy on me too.)
My soon hung up with me and about an hour or so later, I get a call. This time it's my Dad. I went crazy and started crying saying that "it wasn't fair and that he was suppose to live forever." My dad laughed a bit and said he was sorry and that people just couldn't live forever and that life wasn't fair at all. (Me saying that he was suppose to live forever is an inside joke between me and my Dad. My Dad had told me that he would live long enough to see his only daughter married. I told him that I would never get married and he would have to live forever. Which of course he laughed.)
He was on the possive end of things though. He said that maybe in a year or two, the doctors might come up with some sort of medicine or procedure to cure him. I hope this is true.
I love my Dad very much and this is really killing me. Knowing that I have only 3 years left with him...
Since Friday, I haven't been able to sleep or really eat much and any little thing sets me off into a crying fit. This is really going to take some time getting use to.
Liz -
Thank you so much for calling me. It really meant alot and it did help to hear your voice and your laughter. I ♥ you very much.
So now you know what the cryptic message was about that I posted.
(I do have something else to post, but I will wait to post it. I am giving the bitch till Friday evening to contact me and if she doesn't I'm talking.)