BeckWhy
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So we got back from Atlantic City on April 16th, and as I stated my dad was still sick. He went to the doctor's on the 18th. He had turned jaundice while we were in AC, but you couldn't tell because the lighting isn't the best in hotel rooms.
They doctor immediately set my dad up with an abdominal MRI and an appointment with a gastro...doctor, I can't spell it. The following Monday (April 23) they did a biopsy of the liver. Thursday they diagnosed my dad with metastatic ocular melanoma of the liver. The gastro doctor referred my dad to an oncologist (only one where I live) and they refused to see my dad because he didn't have health insurance.
Sunday, April 29th, we took my dad to the ER because he was throwing up blood (sorry to gross you guys out). They admitted my dad to the hospital for dehydration early Monday morning.
Monday evening the gastro doctor came (since he was the admitting doctor) and told us my dad might only last a couple weeks long, but may not even make it through the night.
My older sister made it, from NYC, by 10 pm Monday night. My little sister and nephew made it, from Raleigh, NC, by 8 am Tuesday (I was actually prepared to book her a flight home Monday night or Tuesday morning). My aunt made it, from Seattle, by noon on Tuesday. My dad died about 5 pm Tuesday, May 1st.
They doctor immediately set my dad up with an abdominal MRI and an appointment with a gastro...doctor, I can't spell it. The following Monday (April 23) they did a biopsy of the liver. Thursday they diagnosed my dad with metastatic ocular melanoma of the liver. The gastro doctor referred my dad to an oncologist (only one where I live) and they refused to see my dad because he didn't have health insurance.
Sunday, April 29th, we took my dad to the ER because he was throwing up blood (sorry to gross you guys out). They admitted my dad to the hospital for dehydration early Monday morning.
Monday evening the gastro doctor came (since he was the admitting doctor) and told us my dad might only last a couple weeks long, but may not even make it through the night.
My older sister made it, from NYC, by 10 pm Monday night. My little sister and nephew made it, from Raleigh, NC, by 8 am Tuesday (I was actually prepared to book her a flight home Monday night or Tuesday morning). My aunt made it, from Seattle, by noon on Tuesday. My dad died about 5 pm Tuesday, May 1st.