So life is going swimmingly for me and I know most of you don't personally know me....
I graduated from a good University and so did my wife, we have good jobs and make good money, have two cars that are fully paid for, two wonderful little dogs and will be building a house soon. Our plans are finalized on the house and we are ready to build. All is going well, until I get the news that my father just had a stroke last week. He didn't look to bad from my point of view because he wasn't very numb on his left side and he was able to grip with his hand and push with his feet. The doctor tells me he is extremely anemic... ok... he survived the stroke but that statement about him being anemic scared me because I am too smart for my own good and pray for it to be just a little internal bleeding, but I know it could be cancer. Tumor is taking up 1/3rd of his stomach and it is cancer. My father has cancer. He can't grasp the severity of the situation because his english isn't the best and these medical terms are flying over his and my mothers head. Yes, I am scared and concerned and all my father says to me is do good in life and my dream is for you guys to finish that house. For every good thing that happens there is always a bad thing that happens... why?
I graduated from a good University and so did my wife, we have good jobs and make good money, have two cars that are fully paid for, two wonderful little dogs and will be building a house soon. Our plans are finalized on the house and we are ready to build. All is going well, until I get the news that my father just had a stroke last week. He didn't look to bad from my point of view because he wasn't very numb on his left side and he was able to grip with his hand and push with his feet. The doctor tells me he is extremely anemic... ok... he survived the stroke but that statement about him being anemic scared me because I am too smart for my own good and pray for it to be just a little internal bleeding, but I know it could be cancer. Tumor is taking up 1/3rd of his stomach and it is cancer. My father has cancer. He can't grasp the severity of the situation because his english isn't the best and these medical terms are flying over his and my mothers head. Yes, I am scared and concerned and all my father says to me is do good in life and my dream is for you guys to finish that house. For every good thing that happens there is always a bad thing that happens... why?