When I look at the beginning of this journey and where my dad is now, it's like two completely different people. I think that's normal...just like with grief, I think accepting a diagnosis like cancer and going through treatment is a process with it's own stages. Where my dad has been extremely lucky is in having so many wonderful people who have reached out to him and shown him kindness. Every card that he's received, he's kept in a box, and he says he goes through it almost daily and can almost recite them by memory now :) He talks about everyone who's sent him anything like they're old friends. He's really been so touched by the kindness that everyone has shown him and I know that he wouldn't have gotten through this the way he has without this. I've even watched him start to become a support to other patients getting treatment and the person who sometimes puts a smile on another patient's face or on the nurse's face who's working with him.
Dad hitting the gong at the radiation center on his last day of radiation!
Last day of chemo (a double dose!) with bonus blood infusion
Our next appointment isn't until March 31st, so he has a good long break now to recover as best as he can and we'll see what kind of effect all of this treatment had!!! Hopefully the effect is NO MORE CANCER!!! Here's hoping for that! Whatever the outcome, he couldn't have gotten where he got, and couldn't have fought as much as he had without all of the support that he's had. It's really been quite amazing. I've started mailing out thank you cards and still have quite a few to go! I didn't want anyone to think that your kindness has gone unnoticed. That couldn't be further from the truth!!!! Every card, every handmade object, every thoughtful gift, has been TRULY priceless in this process. Each little thought brings my dad that much more strength and there's really no way for me to thank anyone enough for that. Thank you everyone!!!
Every time you post here, I cry. But of course, they're not sad tears--they're a big old mixture of happy, proud, in awe, this is what life is about sort of tears (if that makes any sense).
ReplyDeleteI hope to get at least one, hopefully more, postcards in the mail this week. And also hopefully a little something else too.
(This is Debi, btw. Still no computer so using Rich's, and I don't want to make his life harder by logging out of his accounts.)