Thanks Mish! I was in to see Dad yesterday and his cancer doctor came in to see him. He said that he was considering using a new drug on Dad, which has had good success, but he needs to pass it by the rest of the team this week. He said "I don't want you to think we're just parking you in a bed and writing you off!" At least something uplifting there! Dad told me how empty he felt the day before when the chemo specialist left. He said "sometimes I feel so alone. Isn't that silly, I have all these people coming to see me and so many praying for me yet I still feel alone sometimes" I told him it was perfectly normal. I said "we're all going through our pain but none of us is facing what you're facing so I can understand why at times you feel alone" We talked about what Heaven might look like and if it really exists. We ended up having some laughs, I said "do you realize that you're gonna have to spend time with your Aunt's again?" His aunt's used to talk about how good it would be to be dead all the time, real positive people. Dad said "they're probably up there bitching and complaining 'Oh, I wish I were alive' and 'the food here is so expensive'..." He was in good spirits when I left. So, it's one day at a time, that's all any of us really have anyway!
