Apr 11, 2009 - 6:33 pm
My dad, who is 69 years old, and quit smoking 25 years ago, and has been a health nut ever since, including riding in the MS 150 10-15 years, started feeling strange. He told us on March 20, 2009 that he was having memory problems and problems walking and keeping his balance. We agreed that we would take him to a doctor on Monday, March 23, however, he fell down on Sunday, March 22, and could not get back up for a few minutes. We took him to ER at 8 a.m. and by 10:30, were hit with the shocking news that he had cancer in his brain, which led them to run more tests, where they located a 14 cm mass in his lung and spots in his other lung, adrenal gland, and liver. The ER doctor basically made it sound like he would not be leaving the hospital. He was admitted, we met with an oncologist who said she would be starting him on radiation for the brain on Wednesday, March 25. When my dad asked about his prognosis, she said it was an average of 6 months, which hit us all hard. However, he is a fighter so we all agreed to fight with him. He just finished 10 radiation treatments and starts chemo next Wednesday, April 15. He will have 3 drugs, 3 in week 1, 2 in week 2 and 1 in week 3, and will repeat this treatment cycle for 6 times total, 18 weeks in all. His oncologists have been great, they never once said that there was nothing they could do.
The radiation has made him very tired and his hair is almost gone now, and he is very emotional, of course. We cook whatever he wants so we can keep his weight up. Even at his healthiest, at 5'10", he only weighed about 145, and right now he's about 138, but we're trying hard to keep him strong. Hopefully, all his years of eating well and exercising daily will help him during this time.
This website and the stories I've read have been very helpful. I've told him that he has no expiration date and that miracles do happen, and he agrees and plans to keep fighting. Some people have told us that we should do no treatments and let him live his life. My dad is not like that though. He has to fight, no matter how exhausted or sad he is, and he will continue fighting. My brother and sister and I have banded together and are doing everything we can to support each other and him and stay as positive as possible. We cry with each other, and we let him cry whenever he wants, and we try to remember that things happen for a reason.
Good luck to everyone out there fighting this fight and those who are supporting the people fighting this fight. May a cure be found soon.