Jan 13, 2010 02:15
Saturday night I got a phone call telling me that my Dad has been diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. I meant to post sooner to let everyone know but I just couldn't seem to bring myself to write the entry. After I found out I got off the phone and immediately I prayed and cried I barely made it through the call before the tears came. I felt so many different emotions I really can't explain it quite right. It was my sister that told me and one of the things she said was that "they were just so worried about telling me" apparently she,Christopher and Mom knew before me. That only added to it all in a way. For a few minutes I was mad about that too. Once I calmed down though I decided that I am going to put all that hurt and anger aside that isn't what matters right now. Dad is and only Dad. All of their pettiness is none of my concern. I love my Dad and I don't want anything to add to his pain. I knew for sometime now that something was going to happen..that something was going on with my Dad. I never expected this though... even though he had a tumor when I was a kid. A part of me wondered if it could be something like that back in August when he told me his head was hurting so badly off and on but I dismissed it when he went to the doctor and they said the X rays showed nothing of concern. Dad says that now the doctors say that it might have started growing way back and then and not shown up due to his whole head not being checked.
He has been to see three specialists so far and is going to a fourth tomorrow. All are giving the same prognosis. Dad says that this new specialist says they might be able to try some chemo or steroid treatments of some more to slow the tumors growth. I am not loosing hope. I believe that a miracle could happen. Just because the doctors tell you that it's over doesn't always mean that's how it will turn out. I am praying for either a miracle or as little pain as possible for my Dad. I know he is going to suffer and it's going to be hard here in the coming times. The doctors say they have no idea how long... could be as little as a week to a few months.
Dad was over today and I cooked him some turkey dinner which was nice. He says he may come to church with me tomorrow but he isn't sure how he will feel after his appointment which is understandable. I plan on being there for him as much as I possibly can. Sadly his Umbrella cockatoo Powder passed away today. She was a sweet bird and very special to my Dad. It only added more to what has already been a pretty traumatic week.
It's all so hard hearing Dad talking about some of the things he has been the past few days. I know he wants to get things in order but it still really hurts. I love my Dad I can't imagine how he feels or what he is going through. I wish so much there was more that I could do. The more I read over this entry the more I think it doesn't show how I am feeling accurately but in the end I don't know if there really are any words to describe it.
I ask that you would all keep my Dad in your thoughts and prayers. I will continue to update on his situation as time goes on. I thank you all for reading this entry.
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