Dad

Today, we had a consultation with the Dad's Doctors.
He has lung cancer, as well as a secondary cancer in his bowel, they believe.

The only treatment would be a single, possible double, radiation to shrink the mass in his right lung. Anything beyond that is up to God, how long Dad will be with us...I dunno, keeping him as pain free as possible will be our quest, to keep him comfortable and as content as can be expected is the only goal we will be searching for. My brother from Alberta was here to partake of the consultation, for that I am thankful. Mom is taking the news with heart on her sleeve, but she is a "tough old bird" like my sister-in-law says....and she's independent, those characteristics will take her a long way down this road. My other brother in Australia, well, he will read it via e-mail and we have a planned phone call for tonight.

I have moments were I think very rationally, then in the blink of an eye....I'm sobbing and can't think beyond breathing in and out. This is my Dad....my Dad. The Dad who thinks I'm the smartest, do anything, achieve the amazing, prettiest gal on the face of the planet Earth.
My Dad - a rock from the foundation of which I have grown is being shaken and taken away, no he is not the cornerstone of my life....but it will take time for my foundation to re-adjust and I will remain strong....just a little shaky for awhile.