Since I posted the original thread here back at the end of August, they’ve obviously come up with a diagnosis. I hadn’t mentioned anymore about it because it’s been a pretty rough process for everyone involved and lots of anger (at David and his wife for dragging their feet over millions of issues that need to be taken care of – denial has always been one of his biggest traits – and not really putting him or the kids as utmost priorities one and two) especially from me.
Anyway, in the interim, it’s been declared as Soft Tissue Sarcoma with a further prognosis of, as to be expected, not good. Six weeks ago that was, as I believe I stated before (sorry, but it’s too painful to go back and read for veracity), roughly half to a full year. However, he just started (necessarily or so remains to be unseen – since it’s supposedly so far along basically everywhere, I seem to understand it’s just to alleviate pressure/suffering and prolong life – and I’m just not sure what the real purpose is, but regardless…) chemo within the week and today he was coming back home (they’ve had him the hospital the whole time). Last night, they stopped shy of one final treatment in this round to check progress and evaluate his readiness to leave.
Apparently (according to his none-to-bright [and trust me, that’s being way too generous] wife) he’s gotten much worse and even has taken the entire thing really badly anyway. Which, unfortunately, we haven’t been kept much abreast of. I’ve been struggling with another bound of agoraphobia after my move and my/our folks have pretty much been out of town since Friday before last, plus David’s been highly doped up sounding when I talked to him daily and has done (rightfully so) nothing but sleep and, I guess, puke. So they’re keeping him and for Og knows how long.
I’ve said all this to (1) purge and actualize how I feel, (2) see if any of you guys knows much about this and what to expect as things advance, and (3) request whatever can be given… good thoughts, prayers, well wishes, whatever. This board has always been a great comfort to me in times of need and distress (and beyond) and I’m always blessed and thankful that I can return to it over and over again.
My sincerest gratitude to you all, even for simply taking your time in reading our story and for all the help from my first forte into this really shitty world of the impending death of a close (but I wish it’d been much ‘er’) loved one. To everyone who has, does or will face the same, my heart goes out to all.
~Kemi