I have gone back and forth about messaging you, but I have shed enough tears reading your blog that I wanted to share a quick thought with you.
My father was diagnosed with esophageal adenocarcinoma when I was a toddler (he was your age at the time). He never smoke or drank, ONCE, in his life. He was a clean and upright man, which sounds similar to you. He had a hiatal hernia, which caused Barret's esophagus, which had become cancerous.
Long story short, he went through it all. Esophagectomy, chemo, radiation. He fought with all he had for five years.
The POINT of my story. As a child, I remember him coming home from chemo/radiation and playing baseball with me...And laughing at how he could barely catch a ball (he was quite a baller before all of this). I remember riding on his shoulders on the beach. I remember him taking me to school each day. I remember him spending many afternoons sitting on the front porch with my mom. I can still hear him cheering for me at my tee-ball games.
You are doing it right. The TIME my dad spent with me is priceless. His big smile is unforgettable. I would encourage you to continue spending this TIME with your family, with as upbeat attitude as you can muster. TIME is life's most precious asset.
I hope I'm not wasting your TIME (
) with another sob story. I appreciate your bravery and will continue to follow your posts. I am always amazed at how resilient the human body is....continue that FIGHT.
Prayers,
***
My father was diagnosed with esophageal adenocarcinoma when I was a toddler (he was your age at the time). He never smoke or drank, ONCE, in his life. He was a clean and upright man, which sounds similar to you. He had a hiatal hernia, which caused Barret's esophagus, which had become cancerous.
Long story short, he went through it all. Esophagectomy, chemo, radiation. He fought with all he had for five years.
The POINT of my story. As a child, I remember him coming home from chemo/radiation and playing baseball with me...And laughing at how he could barely catch a ball (he was quite a baller before all of this). I remember riding on his shoulders on the beach. I remember him taking me to school each day. I remember him spending many afternoons sitting on the front porch with my mom. I can still hear him cheering for me at my tee-ball games.
You are doing it right. The TIME my dad spent with me is priceless. His big smile is unforgettable. I would encourage you to continue spending this TIME with your family, with as upbeat attitude as you can muster. TIME is life's most precious asset.
I hope I'm not wasting your TIME (
) with another sob story. I appreciate your bravery and will continue to follow your posts. I am always amazed at how resilient the human body is....continue that FIGHT.Prayers,
***
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