The greatest guy on earth. Yes, I’m a daddy’s girl, always have been, always will be. I love my dad more than anything. Today he had a lumpectomy. A couple of months ago, my dad found a mass in his left breast tissue. A couple of weeks ago, when he was helping me carry some stuff up to my apartment, one of the boxes rubbed against that mass causing some discomfort. My dad realized this was not normal and went to the doctor to investigate. One doctor led to ultrasounds, a mammogram and ultimately to an oncology surgeon.
Biopsies were done last week. The doctor called on Wednesday to let my dad know that it looks to be a nasty cyst… No cancer cells present. Thursday, at the doctor’s visit, the doctor informed my parents that there was a second biopsy where the pathology report indicated “suspicious” cells.
So today was surgery day. The doctor seems to think that this is a combination of a cyst with some cancer cells. Of course, without the biopsy, nothing in confirmed, but all signs point to a cancer fight. It will be another couple of weeks before a mastectomy is performed. Once that is completed, we will have more of an idea of what type of fight is ahead of us.
Saying that it’s so hard to see my dad experience this is the biggest understatement of my life. I have never been so devastated. When my parents called me on Thursday with the change of news, I couldn’t even finish the workday. When I think about the mortality of my dad, I cannot maintain a dry eye. Even when he’s healthy and I think about something happening to him, I break down, so imagine the basket-case I’ve been lately…
The last two weeks have felt like the longest of my life. Why does it take such dramatic news to remind me to live for today and not wait for tomorrow. There are so many things I want to do. I spend a lot of time researching those outlets, but never seem to find the time to explore them. Life is too short to keep saying I’ll get to them.
