i was having one of those mornings where nothing seemed to work out in my favor. i felt frustrated, but not as much as i have in the past, which is a way good thing for me. i worked to stay positive and it helped. i had an enjoyable lunch period in which i sat in on a presentation by a speaker that talks about how being an adult and follow these dumb rules kills our fun and laughter. what he had to say resonated with me greatly. i headed back to work and learned that a new friend found out she has pancreatic cancer. she's young and has dealt with a host of medical issues in her young life, and this news is just flattening. she says she is going to fight like hell and if anyone can, it's her.
so dear universe, thank you for the reminder to appreciate life and to not take myself to seriously, and to enjoy each stinkin' moment here on earth. i needed it. and if i have any pull with you whatsoever, dear universe, please go easy on A. she is a truly wonderful human being, one that deserves good things to happen to her.
best,
denise
Showing posts with label cancer sucks. Show all posts
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Thursday, November 7, 2013
Monday, March 23, 2009
Cancer Shmancer
My dad has cancer.
Bladder cancer. Sucks, but what can you do. He's had one surgery already and goes in again this Friday for another resection. After that he starts a course of BCG for 6 weeks, don't ask me to spell out what BCG means, I'd have to look it up again. At this point, it's in the wait and see stage until after this next surgery and treatment. We are hoping for good news, of course.
I haven't really dealt with the emotions of this. My mom called me at work after the initial diagnosis and I stayed strong on the phone for her, but immediately broke down for a couple minutes afterward. But since then, I've honestly stuffed it way back into the deep recesses of my brain, and heart. Life has been too hectic to even contemplate the possibilities and I simply haven't had time or the shoulder to cry on with the hubby working so much lately. So, I'm going to try and deal with it this week. That's a goal. Sounds weird, but for me it's pretty big. Just ask my husband. It's been driving him crazy that I'm keeping this bottled up.
We've known for a while now, but he hasn't wanted to tell family until now. He sprung the news this weekend. Can you just imagine that conversation? Seriously horrendous. "Hi mom & dad, I have cancer. Could you pass the coffee please?" They broached the subject with humor, which is just totally our family. And then my mom told our side of the family too. So, it's not a secret anymore. Whew. That was one secret that majorly sucked keeping.
I'm scared. Scared for my dad, my mom, and for our family. He's really my step-dad, but he's my dad in every sense of the word. And I can't imagine not having him in our lives. He was a godsend for my mom and I. She will be lost without him and that makes me feel so many emotions that I just don't want to feel. I've been trying to not go to the doom and gloom of it all, but that's my greatest fear. That I will lose my dad. I have friends who have (love to you both, you know who you are) and I can only imagine. To have to think of losing a parent at this age is just unacceptable to me. He's in somewhat of denial himself. Well, seriously how could one NOT be in denial on some level. But we're all thinking positively.
He'll be having surgery again on Friday, so any good thoughts you can pass along would be much appreciated.
Bladder cancer. Sucks, but what can you do. He's had one surgery already and goes in again this Friday for another resection. After that he starts a course of BCG for 6 weeks, don't ask me to spell out what BCG means, I'd have to look it up again. At this point, it's in the wait and see stage until after this next surgery and treatment. We are hoping for good news, of course.
I haven't really dealt with the emotions of this. My mom called me at work after the initial diagnosis and I stayed strong on the phone for her, but immediately broke down for a couple minutes afterward. But since then, I've honestly stuffed it way back into the deep recesses of my brain, and heart. Life has been too hectic to even contemplate the possibilities and I simply haven't had time or the shoulder to cry on with the hubby working so much lately. So, I'm going to try and deal with it this week. That's a goal. Sounds weird, but for me it's pretty big. Just ask my husband. It's been driving him crazy that I'm keeping this bottled up.
We've known for a while now, but he hasn't wanted to tell family until now. He sprung the news this weekend. Can you just imagine that conversation? Seriously horrendous. "Hi mom & dad, I have cancer. Could you pass the coffee please?" They broached the subject with humor, which is just totally our family. And then my mom told our side of the family too. So, it's not a secret anymore. Whew. That was one secret that majorly sucked keeping.
I'm scared. Scared for my dad, my mom, and for our family. He's really my step-dad, but he's my dad in every sense of the word. And I can't imagine not having him in our lives. He was a godsend for my mom and I. She will be lost without him and that makes me feel so many emotions that I just don't want to feel. I've been trying to not go to the doom and gloom of it all, but that's my greatest fear. That I will lose my dad. I have friends who have (love to you both, you know who you are) and I can only imagine. To have to think of losing a parent at this age is just unacceptable to me. He's in somewhat of denial himself. Well, seriously how could one NOT be in denial on some level. But we're all thinking positively.
He'll be having surgery again on Friday, so any good thoughts you can pass along would be much appreciated.
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