Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Not again...

My dad called me a little while ago, sounding a bit down. Turns out he had an appt at the doc today because his back has been really itchy. He has a rash on his entire back - and they have no idea what from. Not shingles, not allergies to anything...nothing. Then the doc said "have you seen these two moles on your back?" Dad was like "um, I can't see my back, so no." They're black, two of them - and the doc wants to remove and biopsy them. AND he has what appears to be a fatty cyst on his side, just above his right kidney. So the doc wants to remove THAT and biopsy it as well, just to make sure it's a fatty cyst and not something else. I know they're being precautionary. I know this is "Standard Operating Procedure". But...

Please, for the love of all that is holy and good in this world, please do not make me get back on the cancer train. I can't take it. It's only been a year and not quite a half since my mother died. I know my father and I don't get along as well as we should, but I simply can NOT deal with this again. Especially since I really really won't be able to get my sister to help me at all - it's not HER father. I am not working anymore (quit a little over a month ago) so I can go down there and spend a lot of time...but I can't afford trips like I took before, every weekend. And my dad and I? spending that much time together? Not good.

I don't know when they're going to do the removals. Dad has to talk to his work, get them to give him 3 days off in a row so he has time to recoup. I'm thinking a few weeks, since his work does the schedule 2 weeks in advance. I'll post more when I know more.

1 comment:

Jess said...

I hope everything is nothing.

I don't mean to say "it's nothing! don't worry!" because a) that's stupid and b) impossible and c) wth, I don't know! all. To be clear. BUT IT COULD BE NOTHING. It could. It really could.

Don't panic too hard till you know it's something.

I'll pray for him. And you. And that's not throwaway, I really will.