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Thursday, April 18, 2013
As many of you know, my dad was diagnosed with cancer in January. He had surgery in February. He is now on his third week (of five) of radiation. I was hoping this sorta meant he was in the clear, surgery-complication-wise. However, this has not been so.
I'm not sure if I mentioned this, but shortly after coming home at the end of February, my mom had to call 911 for an ambulance to take my dad to the hospital. This turned out to be low low low blood sugar, trying to deal with his new presciptions and adjusting his current ones (he's diabetic) and falling alseep without eating.
Then, during his 4th radiation appointment (he goes 5 days a week for 5 weeks), his nurse called an ambulance because my dad just wasn't looking right and was pretty out of it. Tests were run to check for blood clots and such, but there were no conclusive results. After talking to my mom afterward, my dad finally confessed just how stressed and anxious he was going to the doctor all the time. Understandably so, he went to the doctor originally about back pain and getting disability and was told he had cancer. That would freak anyone out!
Yesterday, my mom called me to say she was back in the ER with my dad. WHAT?!?!
He was getting in position for his radiation and began getting severe pains around his heart. Ambulance was called. Tests were run, to rule out heart attack or other issues. Turns out my Dad caught pneumonia. But because his iron was low, the meds he was to be given would not work to their capacity. So he was to stay in the ER for a blood transfusion to increase his iron. Sigh.
Last I heard from my mom was last night when my Dad was getting his second pint of blood. (Special shout out - thank you - huge props to all you blood (and component) donors out there!) He was doing well under the circumstances, but just wanted to be back home.
My poor Dad just can't seem to catch a break. Please keep keeping him in your prayers. I really appreciate it.
Much love, my Lovelies.