Apr 12, 2012 - 2:49 am
He has been fighting cancer for 12 years. His initial tumor weighed 26 lbs. I left my life in Nevada to come help him and be with him until the end. I arrived March 5th and called the ambulance March 6th. His blood ct was 3.6 and he was in the hospital for 30 days. Doctors are afraid to operate because the cancer is mingled with his intestines, organs, arteries, and pushing on his stomach to the point he barely eats. We are home, now. He is doing radiation to try to stop internal bleeding, but after that we are suppose to contact hospice. I'm scared. We have no family here. I am helping him with his 12 year old son, who he has been raising on his own for the last 2 years. He is a very good father.