It's been a bajillion days since my last post. The past 6-8 weeks have been so long. I've thought about what to write a hundred times, but I couldn't decide what to say.
My Dad had what we thought was routine gall bladder surgery back in July. He recovered quickly and felt great. Then he got pathology results a week later that showed malignant cells in his bile ducts. It was a crushing, frightening, life-changing moment when he called. You don't want it to be true. There are so many questions, yet no answers. I know people get cancer all the time, but not MY people. It sucks. And that's truly the most eloquent I can get about it.
He was referred to a surgeon and then on August 13th, he had surgery. We didn't know what the doctors would find. We didn't know what the surgery would entail. In the end, they resected half of his liver. Even with that, there were some malignant cells along the margins so there will be chemotherapy in his future. He is still in the hospital. It's been an up and down/ forward and back journey. When there is progress, there are also setbacks. So much has happened and so many emotions are involved. I want to write about it, even if it's just for myself, but I don't think I can yet.
We hope he goes home this weekend but I'm afraid to even say that aloud - I don't want to jinx anything.
I love you, Daddy. Now get your ass home soon and I mean it!