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In a short post, I just wanted to let everyone know that my dad is fine. He had his operation on Friday to remove the kidney, although it was twice as big as they had expected. His operation lasted seven hours, starting at 8 a.m. He was pretty much unconscious until my mom and I went back to the ICU a few hours later. Perhaps I held everything in as much as I could, but when I saw him trying to wake up with respirator tubes taped down his throat, I had to excuse myself from the room because I was crying too hard and I didn't want the first thing he remembers from after the surgery was me bawling. It's been a very long, hard road this week, but he's starting to look better and better every day. They believe they got all of the cancer out and aren't sure if he will be undergoing chemotherapy. He's out of ICU and is now on a regular floor. He isn't up and moving on his own yet, and still has the magic button that has his pain killers in them, but he really looks so much better from what he did a few days ago. He's healing a lot faster than expected, which is so great. We hope this is only the beginning of good luck for us, because we really need it.