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I haven't written in a long time. Maybe because things haven't been so great I guess.
First, John's dad passed away. It was completely fast and unexpected, it really hit everyone hard.
My Dad's best friend Gary has been closer to me than my own Uncles. Him and my dad have been friends well over 40 years, probably more around 50. A few months ago, they discovered that Gary had cancer in the bladder. As soon as my dad hear this he was devestated because he wasn't aware they had such drastic treatments for your bladder. Turns out, you don't even need your bladder.
About a month ago, they did surgery to scrape superficial masses from his bladder in hopes that that would be all they needed to do. Gary has continued to worsen and they decided to remove his bladder.
Before I go into that any further, remember that this happened today. Today is February 21st, which just so happens to be the anniversary of 9 years since my mom died. I had a talk with my dad last night about it and he was very emotional, like always. He informed me the only reason he doesn't sit in the living room, ever, is because that is where my mom spent all of her time while she was sick - even sleeping.
So we knew Gary had surgery today to remove his bladder. About 10 minutes ago, Gary's girlfriend Jo called hysterical saying that Gary is "eat up" with cancer. It has spread everywhere pretty much, into his lymphnodes and blood stream. He has a weeks to months to live. They could treat him with chemo but it would only be a 30% chance it would even help. We know Gary, he won't do it.
My dad told me last night that Gary didn't look good. Usually in situations like these he is optimistic, how he was at the beginning of this with Gary. I asked him last night and he said he just didn't look good, he had a bad feeling. Seems my Dad is usually right about this stuff :\
I'm just shocked. Gary has had nothing wrong with him. Why does this keep happening? Why does cancer take EVERYONE? Gary's wife Joyce died shortly after my mom died from cancer, my mom, grandma, etc. This is really tearing my dad up. He hung up the phone and just put his head in his hands.
He is on the phone now with someone and said "you bet I'm going fishing. Me and you are next. I'm not putting it off this year. I'll sell everything I have but I'm going to have fun."
I have news for him, he's going to be around for a lot longer. I refuse to let him die. Dammit.
Time to watch someone else die, waste away to nothing. First time in nine years.
Bah...here we go again.
First, John's dad passed away. It was completely fast and unexpected, it really hit everyone hard.
My Dad's best friend Gary has been closer to me than my own Uncles. Him and my dad have been friends well over 40 years, probably more around 50. A few months ago, they discovered that Gary had cancer in the bladder. As soon as my dad hear this he was devestated because he wasn't aware they had such drastic treatments for your bladder. Turns out, you don't even need your bladder.
About a month ago, they did surgery to scrape superficial masses from his bladder in hopes that that would be all they needed to do. Gary has continued to worsen and they decided to remove his bladder.
Before I go into that any further, remember that this happened today. Today is February 21st, which just so happens to be the anniversary of 9 years since my mom died. I had a talk with my dad last night about it and he was very emotional, like always. He informed me the only reason he doesn't sit in the living room, ever, is because that is where my mom spent all of her time while she was sick - even sleeping.
So we knew Gary had surgery today to remove his bladder. About 10 minutes ago, Gary's girlfriend Jo called hysterical saying that Gary is "eat up" with cancer. It has spread everywhere pretty much, into his lymphnodes and blood stream. He has a weeks to months to live. They could treat him with chemo but it would only be a 30% chance it would even help. We know Gary, he won't do it.
My dad told me last night that Gary didn't look good. Usually in situations like these he is optimistic, how he was at the beginning of this with Gary. I asked him last night and he said he just didn't look good, he had a bad feeling. Seems my Dad is usually right about this stuff :\
I'm just shocked. Gary has had nothing wrong with him. Why does this keep happening? Why does cancer take EVERYONE? Gary's wife Joyce died shortly after my mom died from cancer, my mom, grandma, etc. This is really tearing my dad up. He hung up the phone and just put his head in his hands.
He is on the phone now with someone and said "you bet I'm going fishing. Me and you are next. I'm not putting it off this year. I'll sell everything I have but I'm going to have fun."
I have news for him, he's going to be around for a lot longer. I refuse to let him die. Dammit.
Time to watch someone else die, waste away to nothing. First time in nine years.
Bah...here we go again.