I just got off the phone with Mom and it looks like it is cancer and they may not be able to operate because of his problems with blood clots in the lungs a few weeks ago. Even if it’s *not* cancer (we will hopefully find out next Tuesday), he’s still having major problems and they still might not be able to operate. It’s so serious that the Army is considering sending him home as he’s going to need care.
So my summer of getting care and giving t a carer’s holiday is turning into me looking after me dad and my mom looking after us both. I may also need to stay indefinitely, probably at least through September. So I guess I need to lay in a lot more craft supplies. Send sock yarn 😉 There’s going to be a lot of sitting in hospitals waiting around this summer, no matter what :/ And lucky me has to remember how to drive again as I’ll have to be the one to drive him to radiation, chemo or whatever they decide to do as Mom only has limited time off. I haven’t driven anything bigger than my power chair in 5 years so this will be a challenge :/ Mercifully I still have my US license and insurance.
So whoosh, this is kind of heavy and I’m in a weird headspace at the moment. We’re trying to save so that t can go to Australia to see HIS dad, who is still waiting for a kidney transplant, and now my dad has gone from having a minor little cancer that was mostly in remission to possibly having a big huge cancer that they might not be able to treat very well.
This totally sucks.
We don’t know one another — but as one sick chick to another — MAJOR prayers are coming your way, darlin’!
And I could not agree more — it does totally SUCK!
I was very sorry to read this. I hope that everything works out well. Hugs!
Hi,
I just came across your blog and even though we’ve never “met”, I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am.
I went through a lot when my mom was ill and just wanted you to know another knitter out there is sending you best wishes.
I’m so sorry. We are becoming the caregivers to our parents and that’s difficult. My thoughts are with you.