Stop the bus
Stop the bus, I want to get off. I had found out the other day, that my dad is in hospital with cancer of the spine, (in the T3) and cancer of the lung. Last night i was hit with the bad news, that the doctors have given him 12 months to live. For those that know me, know that my mum passed away a few years ago, and it really does hit you when you hear of terminal position of a parent. he went into surgery this morning to remove the tumor from the spine, and I feel so lost knowing that my dad that I've only known since I was 21, has only a short time to live.I'm glad that 25 years ago, I took the first step to contact him. He lived with us for a few years, but because of differences between my mum and dad, they could not live with each other. Not long after they separated, for the second time, he moved to the mainland. So I don't see him as often as I'd like. It was only a few months ago, that I was able to see him, even if it was for half n hour. He gave me a woolen jacket that was too big for him before he left, and now I cherish it more than I did then.
These are the moments in our lives that shows us just how mortal we really are. One moment they are here, and the next they are taken away from us.
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Hits my heart with total joy that you took the time to look for him and to cherish that wool jacket!
I am a spine nurse...is he getting radiation/chemotherapy for palliative means?...sorry to hear of your news...I sometimes have to deal with cancer of the spine usually secondary...the primary is often somewhere else...like your dad...cherish that woolen jacket!!
Truly sad.
I guess I was just plain lucky. My dad was cured 25 years ago. He is now 86 and still going strong.
Although your parents had been separated, I am sure that they will be reunited again in the spirit world.
In the meantime, enjoy the few months you have left with him...