On November 1st, my older brother, his wife and two daughters came for a visit from Washington down here to Florida... They were staying at my parents, it was going to be a wonderful vacation for everyone... On November 2nd, my father gets a phone call from his doctor, we're all standing there, he drops the phone, my mother picks it up...
My father has cancer... Prostate cancer... He's 56 years old...
Fast forward to a few months later, he begins his radiation treatments... He has 41 treatments... Four weeks ago, he calls me, he needs my help, he cant work, and could I come help him... Im there man...
The past four weeks have been so emotionally draining... To watch your super hero fall, literally sometimes, to see him suffer, and not be able to do ANYTHING to help, its just so hard... I dont say anything to him, because, lets face it, my "emotional" burden is nothing compared to his... I support him, help when I can, comfort when I can, and just be the best son my father raised me to be... When I feel like this is too hard, I just imagine how selfish I must sound and push that aside, but guys, this is one of the hardest things I've had to deal with... The other thing I think about is how lucky I and blessed I am, I mean, at least I still have my dad... As much suffering as he's going through, at least he's alive, he's surviving... I gotta be strong, for my dad...
He has three more treatments... Thursday is his last... Praise God... I think if it was any longer, it would kill him... Im just so thankful that they found the cancer in time, before it spread, and that he's going to be fine after all this...
Anyway, I wanted to share this, I dunno, maybe I just needed to tell someone... I dont talk about this... But this community is like my extended family... I hope you guys dont mind me sharing... I want you all to know, if you have dealt with this before with a loved one, I know how hard it was for you... Also, I know I havent been as active on here the past couple months, and this is the main reason why, but I see brighter days ahead...
Thanks everyone, for listening, for bein here...
Jake
My father has cancer... Prostate cancer... He's 56 years old...
Fast forward to a few months later, he begins his radiation treatments... He has 41 treatments... Four weeks ago, he calls me, he needs my help, he cant work, and could I come help him... Im there man...
The past four weeks have been so emotionally draining... To watch your super hero fall, literally sometimes, to see him suffer, and not be able to do ANYTHING to help, its just so hard... I dont say anything to him, because, lets face it, my "emotional" burden is nothing compared to his... I support him, help when I can, comfort when I can, and just be the best son my father raised me to be... When I feel like this is too hard, I just imagine how selfish I must sound and push that aside, but guys, this is one of the hardest things I've had to deal with... The other thing I think about is how lucky I and blessed I am, I mean, at least I still have my dad... As much suffering as he's going through, at least he's alive, he's surviving... I gotta be strong, for my dad...
He has three more treatments... Thursday is his last... Praise God... I think if it was any longer, it would kill him... Im just so thankful that they found the cancer in time, before it spread, and that he's going to be fine after all this...
Anyway, I wanted to share this, I dunno, maybe I just needed to tell someone... I dont talk about this... But this community is like my extended family... I hope you guys dont mind me sharing... I want you all to know, if you have dealt with this before with a loved one, I know how hard it was for you... Also, I know I havent been as active on here the past couple months, and this is the main reason why, but I see brighter days ahead...
Thanks everyone, for listening, for bein here...
Jake