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Dad wasn’t felling well and got diagnosed with stage 4 small cell lung cancer on July 5th. He started immediate chemotherapy and did 3 rounds of it before we had to call it off. The chemo destroyed his body to the point where he couldn’t walk and he was hospitalized probably 80% of the time...not from the cancer, but directly from the chemo. He got numerous infections and got pneumonia twice. He was finally healthy enough to get a pet scan 2 weeks ago and it turns out he was one of the 10% of people that didn’t respond to chemo...
Anyway, it’s been about 3 months now and about a week ago was the last actual conversation I got to have with him. At this point he can’t talk, can’t walk, and is basically in a coma but moves around and tries to talk every few hours but we can’t understand what he’s saying.
This past week has just been so extremely sad for my mom and I, especially because I’ve never been around a cancer patient before. I never knew the true wrath that cancer deals to someone. I’m only 24 with no brothers and sisters so the only people I truly care about in this world are my mom and dad and one of them is about to be ripped apart from my mom and I.
On the bright side of things, a local bar owner hosted a fundraiser for my dad. We live in a small town of about 1,500 people in central Missouri. My dad and I used to always go down to our local bar on Fridays and Saturdays to listen to whichever local band was playing and we got to know the owner really well. She ended up having a benefit for my dad, hosting a silent auction and selling raffle tickets for anyone who wanted to donate something to the raffle.
She ended up raising over $20,000 for my mom and I in our little town. It’s unbelievable. I know my dad would be estatic if he was able comprehend it.
If anyone one of you know someone who has cancer, talk to them and comfort them as soon as you can. People who have visited my dad have meant a lot to him. I just wish I realized how quick this disease would take him away.
Anyway, it’s been about 3 months now and about a week ago was the last actual conversation I got to have with him. At this point he can’t talk, can’t walk, and is basically in a coma but moves around and tries to talk every few hours but we can’t understand what he’s saying.
This past week has just been so extremely sad for my mom and I, especially because I’ve never been around a cancer patient before. I never knew the true wrath that cancer deals to someone. I’m only 24 with no brothers and sisters so the only people I truly care about in this world are my mom and dad and one of them is about to be ripped apart from my mom and I.
On the bright side of things, a local bar owner hosted a fundraiser for my dad. We live in a small town of about 1,500 people in central Missouri. My dad and I used to always go down to our local bar on Fridays and Saturdays to listen to whichever local band was playing and we got to know the owner really well. She ended up having a benefit for my dad, hosting a silent auction and selling raffle tickets for anyone who wanted to donate something to the raffle.
She ended up raising over $20,000 for my mom and I in our little town. It’s unbelievable. I know my dad would be estatic if he was able comprehend it.
If anyone one of you know someone who has cancer, talk to them and comfort them as soon as you can. People who have visited my dad have meant a lot to him. I just wish I realized how quick this disease would take him away.
