Dec 21, 2010 - 10:02 pm
Being told that there is nothing more that can be done almost, if not, tops the list of things you never want to hear.
Today...that was exactly what we were told. My stepdad (I'm close enough to him to consider him a father), who has been fighting NHL since March,2010 is losing his battle. Although you would never be able to tell that the tall, slender, outgoing, similing, and friendly guy is going through the hardest battle of his life.
I hate sitting here, miles away knowing that my mom and him are sitting in silence, unsure of what to say to each other, and the only noise is the tv that seems to be faded out behind fearful and overwhelming thoughts of death and the occasional sniffle resulting from a stream of tears.
I am at a loss of words for both my mom and stepdad, and the only thing I have left to offer is my support. I just wish, in every way possible, that there was something....anything, that could be done.
Life is unfair and although I struggle with the thought of losing someone I love, the thought of him suffering is something I fear even more.
I loathe today.