He called me this morning to tell me that he has kidney cancer. It was missed by one doctor that dumbly stated he just needed to remove part of his prostate to heal his massive blood clots that he was passing. He went for a second opinion this afternoon and they found a cancer tumor on his right kidney. They believe it is in Stage 2, but not for certain until they go in there and find out. He's having more scans and tests run and will probably have surgery to remove the cancer and kidney in a couple of weeks.
Even though I barely know most of you, my readers, I am still asking for prayers, white light, positive thoughts, etc. for my dad. He's the only one of my family left that I have a relationship with anymore - because the rest of them are looney and crazy as hell. He's my rock....
Things seem positive, even considering the fact that he has cancer. It's only (ha...only) in Stage 2, they believe it's only on one kidney, they may be able to save part of the kidney.
But then I start researching it and thinking, what if it's not just in Stage 2, what if it has spread into the renal glands, lymph nodes, and what if they have to take the whole kidney? Would it be better to take the entire kidney just in case it decides to come back? What if they take the kidney and cancer has spread to his "good" kidney? Will they have to take that one out too? Would he be on dialysis? Need a transplant? How far on the list will he be for one? Am I a match for his kidney? Could I donate a kidney to him? What happens if I inherit this cancer and I only have one kidney because I donated mine to him?
et cetera.....ad nauseum.....
I'm a pathetic mess, really.
This is my dad with his wife, Linda and the lil dancer girl after one of her recitals.
"I’ll start in the middle: Winter 2006: I’m sitting topless in the oncologist’s office on Valentine’s Day. Cancer is a bitch. It doesn’t give a shit about holidays." — Gail Konop Baker (Cancer Is a Bitch:)
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