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My father's cancer has metastasized significantly into his lungs. He is losing weight regardless of what he eats, it seems. He has been removed from the IV chemo he was on. The doctor has put him back on an earlier pill at a higher dose... but realistically, it's most likely just waiting now.
I hardly know what the shape of my life is going to be like without him there. It seems strange to say that, because almost nothing about my daily life will change; my job is in another state, and my interactions with him were by phone and email primarily for the purpose of interacting with him. But it's like my life is a polygon and one side is about to turn from present to not, with nothing there any more to demarcate a boundary.
I wish I'd been able to get him a grandkid before this.
I hardly know what the shape of my life is going to be like without him there. It seems strange to say that, because almost nothing about my daily life will change; my job is in another state, and my interactions with him were by phone and email primarily for the purpose of interacting with him. But it's like my life is a polygon and one side is about to turn from present to not, with nothing there any more to demarcate a boundary.
I wish I'd been able to get him a grandkid before this.