It's here. The days coming up are going to be filled with the ups and downs of emotions. Tears, laughs, worries, anxiety and with me it will be over indulgences in chocolate because I am an emotional eater! LOL
But for my poor little daddy it is going to be the scariest and painfulness time for him. My little Superman. He gets checked in at 830 in the morning to start a day of prepping him for one of the biggest and longest surgeries. He will be poked and squeezed on all day only to follow with a sleepless night of nurses in and out and the fear of being cut open. Thursday morning the doctors said the surgery will start at 730. Surgery should last anywhere from 8-14hours. This is if the surgery goes without any bumps. He will then be sent to ICU for a few days to make sure he is stable from surgery.
I don't like to see my sweet daddy sick and so I hope and pray that these doctors fix him and that God will perform a miracle on him that the cancer hasn't spread.
I will keep you all updated thru out the day. Please keep us in your prayers!! Especially SUPERMAN
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
Life
I don't even know how to start a post like this. Mainly because it involves my Superman. My superman would be my daddy. My daddy is my Superman because he has been there for me thru everything. He is such a compassionate man. Always loved me no matter what. Even when I was in the wrong! He is also a wonderful Papaw to my awesome 2 little boys.
On June 21st my Superman was diagnosed with Stage 3 Renal Carcinoma. We would find out later that the cancer in his kidney is the size of a softball and the vein that goes to his heart is double in size from the cancer and that the cancer has made it to his heart. Superman's heart! The heart that loves no matter what! The doctors gave, what to me sounded grim, prognosis of 50%. When you think of your gas tank being half full it sounds pretty good but when your daddys chance of living is half it sounds like the end of the world.
Since June 21st not a day has went by, a minute, not even a second that I don't think about losing my daddy to cancer. Some people say its gets easier but he is my daddy, my superman and I don't forsee it getting easier. I have watched my daddy go from a healthy middle aged man to a pale fragile man that can barely get around.
Life can deal some pretty mean things to us but this has got to be one of the worse. I question God constantly and watch as some people get off so easy. My heart is broken and this is the first time that my Superman can't save me because he is trying like hell to save himself.
On June 21st my Superman was diagnosed with Stage 3 Renal Carcinoma. We would find out later that the cancer in his kidney is the size of a softball and the vein that goes to his heart is double in size from the cancer and that the cancer has made it to his heart. Superman's heart! The heart that loves no matter what! The doctors gave, what to me sounded grim, prognosis of 50%. When you think of your gas tank being half full it sounds pretty good but when your daddys chance of living is half it sounds like the end of the world.
Since June 21st not a day has went by, a minute, not even a second that I don't think about losing my daddy to cancer. Some people say its gets easier but he is my daddy, my superman and I don't forsee it getting easier. I have watched my daddy go from a healthy middle aged man to a pale fragile man that can barely get around.
Life can deal some pretty mean things to us but this has got to be one of the worse. I question God constantly and watch as some people get off so easy. My heart is broken and this is the first time that my Superman can't save me because he is trying like hell to save himself.
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