Just going to copy and paste a portion of the letter I just sent my best friend, because it about sums it all up for today....
I didnt' realize her dad passed from the EXACT same cancer, but knew it was cancer, so didnt' really want to bring up old hurt to her... but we got to talking about his time frame (diagnosed in May, given 3-6 months, but lasted until Jan) he stopped chemo 6 weeks prior to passing, but she said the last 3 weeks were horrible
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I just got off the phone with my mom... I had gotten an email from her earlier saying they were going to the cancer specialist, so I called... She said they are tired of talking about it (dont really want anyone to know) but basically they told him that although the CT scans showed no other masses and his blood was good, they are running other tests to see if its spread to lymphnodes and something else I forgot..
They are going to start chemo in 2 weeks... They said they can't do it slow, as the doctor (who was point blank not optimistic) said, "It's an agressive cancer, we are going to bombard it like B52s, if we do it any other way, he wont' make it"
So... Bob told my mom that if the other tests show it only as the one mass, he will do it the doctors way with chemo... but if it has spread elsewhere, he said he won't do chemo. He'd rather die quick but not extremely sick, than last longer and be deathly ill.. I see his point, but hard for my mom to say, and hard to hear...
Then, yesterday, my mom had me crying, saying she wished it was her... She said because she doesn't have the 'zest for life' Bob does... She's content with what she has and what she's accomplished...her kids are grown and she doesn't have other ambitions. He has dreams of building his house still, loves outdoors etc.
The roller coaster of emotions is awful, I imagine 10x worse for them, and 20x for him.
I feel so helpless here...I want to go see them, but then it's like a 'last visit before he dies' thing..and I dont want that impression either.
He hadn't planned on coming to my wedding because he had to stay with the dogs (eyeroll), but I kept asking... and of course, now I especially want him to come. But, there is no telling a time frame.. he could be deathly ill in 1 month, in 4 months, in 2 yrs... or die of a heart attack at 80... who knows.
They dont' want to read anything because its all depressing, e ven the success stories (which are rare in this form of cancer)... but if you have anything you want to pass to me, I will read it...