Cancer Strikes Again.
My mom and dad are down at the Mayo right now having a bunch of tests run on my dad. It looks like he has a new type of cancer in his colon and they are checking into a few other areas they are concerned about. This will be my fathers fourth cancer surgery and his second colon cancer surgery. Each time it has been a different type of cancer, so he has the doctors quite stumped. And amazingly, he is in extremely good health. You would think someone who's been dealing with cancer this long wouldn't be, but since his first surgery, he's probably in better health now than he was pre-cancer.
They should be back home this weekend and he will go in next week sometime for his surgery. I don't have a lot of details right now, but I'm hoping to go out to visit them on Sunday once they're back home.
It really sucks that I've been through this so many times in recent years that it's not even phasing me at this point. It makes me feel like I'm cold and unfeeling that I'm not freaking out like I did when he first was diagnosed or when my roommie was first diagnosed. I guess I've moved on from the initial normal emotional reaction to focusing on what I can actually do for the people it's effecting and put my energy there. Either way, it fucking sucks.
They should be back home this weekend and he will go in next week sometime for his surgery. I don't have a lot of details right now, but I'm hoping to go out to visit them on Sunday once they're back home.
It really sucks that I've been through this so many times in recent years that it's not even phasing me at this point. It makes me feel like I'm cold and unfeeling that I'm not freaking out like I did when he first was diagnosed or when my roommie was first diagnosed. I guess I've moved on from the initial normal emotional reaction to focusing on what I can actually do for the people it's effecting and put my energy there. Either way, it fucking sucks.