The thing is……..this waiting is driving me crazy. I feel suspended in motion…………like I can’t start anything new and can’t finish anything I’ve started.
I’m just waiting. Waiting to hear from Dad, waiting to hear how he is or if he heard from the doctor. I suppose i’m in shock. I can’t believe he has cancer. I hope it hasn’t spread. I wish I could say he was feeling better but he’s not. He sounds exhausted and flat, not like my normal Dad. It breaks my heart to hear him this way. I’ve never seen my Dad this weak.
He was broken after my brother died but he was still strong. I just hear him fading right now. That scares me. I don’t know what we are going to hear tomorrow but we will take whatever information we get and we will find the best cancer hospital or treatment center for him. Pancreatic Cancer is nasty business. We will fight this thing together. But, I’m scared. He owns his own business so what little energy he does have is going to his business. My kids are in school and his work is about 45 minutes away from where we live and so I’ve offered to help him. I don’t know how to do his line of work so thankfully he has a full staff but I told him I can help him with whatever personal stuff he needs help with…he says he’s fine right now. I’m not volunteering in the kids class this year and will put my mid life crisis on hold for a while to help take care of my dad. Seems as if I should save up my energy for the real crisis at hand.
My Dad is a busy guy. The only time you can get him to stop is when he is on vacation. Like I said in a previous blog post, he juggles a lot of balls. He does it well, too. He is a former Navy pilot, a Helo Bubba. A respected retired Commander. A successful business man. A good father.
part II-
I had to break this blog post into 2 parts. Phone break, dinner break, kiddos bedtime break…
Derek called to tell me that he wasn’t going to be home tonight. Their plane had some “issues” and they are still halfway across the country. He sounded so disappointed that he was going to miss the appointment in the morning. I cried. I need him. I would rather that he pilot a safe plane then be here though. He should be home tomorrow afternoon. If I can keep it together until then. I do not have high hopes for tomorrow morning’s appointment. (Dad doesn’t read my blog so don’t be worried that I am upsetting him by saying this). I say this because of how sick he is feeling. He is still losing weight. He is running a fever off and on. He has horrible pain and he is exhausted.
Damn, I wish Derek was going to be here….I swear it seems he is gone when every major thing happens. That makes him feel even worse, I know. He is my rock. I have depended on him like crazy this last couple of weeks years. I have been a bit helpless and in a bit of a “duh” mood………..and my emotions are like a roller coaster!! I have shed lots of tears and he has shed some with me. We are like “blood” sister and brother now……after all we have been through in our 13 years together and all that our families have been through, Derek and I are bonded for life. So, like ewwwww on the brother and sister part. But you know what I mean. Like we HAVE to stay together forever because we have been to hell and back.
So, once again……………rambling…………i know. The alternative is to cry. Anyhow, my whole life is changing right before my eyes. A girl has so much wrapped up in her Dad. Seeing my girls with Derek makes me think of me being a little girl with my Dad. Even though I am about 30 years past being a little girl, I still adore my Dad just the same. No matter how old you are. 39 or 9 there is something special to say about little girls and their Daddies.
Someone sent my dad a coffee cup that he finds quite funny….it says, “Hey Cancer! F*&% You!” He doesn’t even know who sent it but he sure gets a kick out of it. He thought it was either his brother or Derek as they both have an equally wicked sense of humor but it wasn’t either of them. I agree wholeheartedly with the statement. F*%$ You Cancer!
~Katie



























by Katie
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