The happenings
A lot has been going on lately w/ Lucy and I....much that seems too serious to post in a blog about, but I'll do my best.
Lucy's dad was diagnosed with lung cancer about 3 weeks ago. Each day has brung a new round of testing to first, determine IF it was cancer and now, how far along it is. At this point, it's confirmed that he has 'stage 3' which is very serious (what stage of cancer isn't, right?). Yesterday he had a tube inserted into his chest for chemo and will start making weekly trips to ATL. They will find out soon is surgery is an option to remove part of the tumor - dependent on how far the cancer has spread. He seems to have stabilized over the past few weeks after losing 15+ lbs in the first two. Of course he's weak, but someone is there helping him at every step. Lucy as traveled home each weekend just to spend time with not only him, but the family. Her family is very 'tight' (sometimes I call them a 'cult'....believe me...it was tough to 'get in good' with them), but I mean this in the very best possible way. The love each other extremely and will do anything possible to help. If only everyone could have a family this close.
There is one thing that I keep thinking about - how the past came back to haunt him. Her dad, Donald, was a smoker for years, but quit 'cold turky' many years ago in his early/mid 40s (he is 56 now). I've known Lucy for 10 years now and have never seen him with a cigerette. As tough as it is to quit especially after smoking for years as he did, he had the dedication and strength to do so. I always used him as a positive example and bragged on him to my 'smoking dad' hoping to influence him to quit. We all have bad habits and have made mistakes, but hopefully we've had the power and dedication to quit. Maybe we'll be lucky that they won't come back years later to haunt us.
Lucy and I will be making our weekly trip to her parent's home this weekened hoping for the best!
Lucy's dad was diagnosed with lung cancer about 3 weeks ago. Each day has brung a new round of testing to first, determine IF it was cancer and now, how far along it is. At this point, it's confirmed that he has 'stage 3' which is very serious (what stage of cancer isn't, right?). Yesterday he had a tube inserted into his chest for chemo and will start making weekly trips to ATL. They will find out soon is surgery is an option to remove part of the tumor - dependent on how far the cancer has spread. He seems to have stabilized over the past few weeks after losing 15+ lbs in the first two. Of course he's weak, but someone is there helping him at every step. Lucy as traveled home each weekend just to spend time with not only him, but the family. Her family is very 'tight' (sometimes I call them a 'cult'....believe me...it was tough to 'get in good' with them), but I mean this in the very best possible way. The love each other extremely and will do anything possible to help. If only everyone could have a family this close.
There is one thing that I keep thinking about - how the past came back to haunt him. Her dad, Donald, was a smoker for years, but quit 'cold turky' many years ago in his early/mid 40s (he is 56 now). I've known Lucy for 10 years now and have never seen him with a cigerette. As tough as it is to quit especially after smoking for years as he did, he had the dedication and strength to do so. I always used him as a positive example and bragged on him to my 'smoking dad' hoping to influence him to quit. We all have bad habits and have made mistakes, but hopefully we've had the power and dedication to quit. Maybe we'll be lucky that they won't come back years later to haunt us.
Lucy and I will be making our weekly trip to her parent's home this weekened hoping for the best!
posted by shliknik at 6:22 AM
2 Comments:
I'm so sorry. Tell Lucy to hang in there. I'll be thinking about her and her family.
Cancer can come out of the woodwork. It may not be related to his smoking, years ago.
My dad was diagnosed with cancer after it was way too late. He died at home with dignity, with all 5 of his kids there at his bedside. We were not real close for most of our lives, but I made damn sure that I got close to him that last year. The rest of us have gotten much closer because of what we went through. We were lucky that we had time to say goodbye to my dad; so many people don't get the chance.
Lucy's lucky to have such a close relationship with her family. That's something to cherish and be glad for. I wish her dad (and her well).
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