Here is an update on my Dad:
Today he had a needle biopsy of the fluid between his lungs and chest cavity. According to my Dad the procedure sounds a lot worse than it is. He felt the need to describe his "sputum" his new favorite word (he is joking of course lol). He made the decision to tell me about it because I told him I was cooking dinner...guess he is trying to help out the diet....ummmm thanks Dad
Anyway, we found out today that the mass is about the size of a fist. According to the Dr. the fact that it is large is positive news. He said he would be more worried if it were small because that would indicate that he had a bunch of small cells "floating around" instead of one large mass that can be removed.
If the fluid (Sorry, can't stomach the word twice lol) does not have any cancer cells in it, then they will simply remove the mass (it is called a wedge). If there is cancer in the fluid then he has gotta do Chemo. We of course are praying there is no cancer in the fluid because then it is surgery and then done; no more drama unless it comes back.
They also told him that he has to gain weight in case he ends up needing Chemo. He is significantly under weight and this is the main thing that has my Mom worried because he has been underweight for well over a year now. I don't think it is related though. My Dad is very active and he owns his own remodeling/building maintenance company and he still does most of the work himself. I think he just works it off.
So I got a big lecture from my Dad today about positive thinking and humor. My Mom was telling me about what the Dr. said, I was listening, but I guess that we did not sound positive because I heard him in the background talking about something, then I heard my mom crack up laughing, then I heard him say "give me the phone". He went on to first give me my lecture about the power of laughter and positive thinking(he really is a very funny man who LOVES to laugh). Then he wanted to talk about Disney and something about air conditioned hover-rounds that he saw on T.V (don't ask lol)
We are trying to stay positive. My Dad, unless he is faking it, is confident. I am not so confident, but I will stay positive. I keep thinking of my FIL who went through the same thing and is just fine now. I know everyone is different, but that is my thing to cling to.
A lady at work brought me a cupcake to cheer me up. I thought that was sweet because she is not even someone that I know that well, but she thought of me and I was touched.