
Angry that you are watching him succumb, and you are responsible for his work, but grateful he’s an old fart, and you can still do the work.
Prepare Bug, but don’t overwhelm. Prepare yourself, but don’t dwell on it.
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During my moms passing I experienced a roller coaster of emotions. I still do when I stop to think about it. That was 50 years ago. Hope is a good one to hang onto. Keep lovin’ him like you are.I'm just going to come out and say it, because I don't think there's ever going to be a time when I actually feel like saying it. I'm in denile even though it's staring me in the face. My dad has officially been diagnosed with cancer in his lymph nodes. It was in his tonsils, but it had already started spreading before his surgery to remove them. It's a rare cancer, made even rarer by the way it's behaving. In the next few weeks he'll be starting chemo.
At this point, I don't know how to feel. I've taken over all of my dad's chores so he doesn't have to worry about it. He can't lift the feed bucket for the horse and pigs since he had surgery.
I wish someone could tell me how I'm supposed to feel.
I'm just going to come out and say it, because I don't think there's ever going to be a time when I actually feel like saying it. I'm in denile even though it's staring me in the face. My dad has officially been diagnosed with cancer in his lymph nodes. It was in his tonsils, but it had already started spreading before his surgery to remove them. It's a rare cancer, made even rarer by the way it's behaving. In the next few weeks he'll be starting chemo.
At this point, I don't know how to feel. I've taken over all of my dad's chores so he doesn't have to worry about it. He can't lift the feed bucket for the horse and pigs since he had surgery.
I wish someone could tell me how I'm supposed to feel.
I'm just going to come out and say it, because I don't think there's ever going to be a time when I actually feel like saying it. I'm in denile even though it's staring me in the face. My dad has officially been diagnosed with cancer in his lymph nodes. It was in his tonsils, but it had already started spreading before his surgery to remove them. It's a rare cancer, made even rarer by the way it's behaving. In the next few weeks he'll be starting chemo.
At this point, I don't know how to feel. I've taken over all of my dad's chores so he doesn't have to worry about it. He can't lift the feed bucket for the horse and pigs since he had surgery.
I wish someone could tell me how I'm supposed to feel.