I feel Ive been a member here 4 a long time. (it;s only been a week) 7 days ago the people on this site were strangers. Now, they feel like freinds. The folks here bare their souls & share the most intimate parts od their lives. Instantly u feel a bond, a kinship. You find yourself wondering how they r doing, whats going on with them, how r they reacting 2 their latest set of situations. & its always a pleasant surprise 2 find the responses you get from them after u have added a post. God is good. He seems 2 send us angels when we most need them. And 2 send them in the form of strangers who r here unconditionaly, with no judgements, just love & compassion & in friendship. I have responded 2 many here, Untill now I havent really told much about my situation. Ive sort of just mentioned a few things here & there. But now I think its time to tell "My Story". My dad is 94, diagnosed a wk. ago stage 4. Had his 1st CHOP treatment last Fri. It was supposed 2 be a 4 hr. treatment, but was extended 2 6 hrs, as he got the shakes so bad they had 2 stop. This is a vivacious man who's never even taken an asprin in his life. Refused novacain while having teeth extracted. Lives on vitamins & has never smoked, or had a sip of coffee or alcohol. A day & a 1/2 after treatment he felt fine. Insisted on going 2 his own house (he lives alone) Next day he went shopping, ran errands, attended mass & took care of business. Then started feeling ill. By Tues. he went 2 stay with my sister (his designated caregiver) She realized he wasnt eating or drinking much, had the runs, & found he had lost another 7 lbs in the last wk & he was dehydraided. As informed by his Dr. insurance wouldnt cover rehidration treatments. Advised her 2 take him 2 emergency, as they have 2 treat him, & insurance has 2 pay 4 it. My dad was admitted 2 hospital on Wed. (he has never been sick or been in a hospital other than 2 visit)He has thrush (sores in the back of his thoat. Cant eat or drink, cuz he cant swallow. What a heartbreak to see my once strong dad, my daddy, so sick, so sad, so scared. He has rcvd. 4 bags of fluids, and 4 bags of blood (transfusions). He cant understand what is happening to him or why? Keeps asking why he is being punished like this. He is pretty strong & upbeat with everyone, but crumbles into my arms when I arrive. Just feeling helpless. Now u know my story up until today.
