My dads op was meant to be yesterday. After working in the morning I went up to my mums with my sister and 2 nephews. We'd just made a drink when my dad phoned us and said we needed to get there quick.
The anaethetist said because of my dads history and the fact his 1 kidney is only working to a third of its capacity things are bad. They think the tumour in his femur is from the kidney and its aggressive. We have 3 options.
1. Do nothing and the femur will snap within 48 - 72 hours if he comes home and the pain will kill him.
2. Insert the rod in his femur but this will spread the cancer and he'll die before christmas.
3. Have a complete new femur and hip fitted. He might not make the op but if he does he will have 5 - 6 years.
We decided on option 3 only to be told that they need to do a scan to see if the cancer has spread into the surrounding tissue and muscle. If so they can only do option 2.
I'm numb. I haven't been able to cry at all. Bad news keeps on coming. It helps being able to write things down, thank you for listening to me ramble x
