Kick in the guts

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Well something told be his Dr. free life couldn't last forever. My father hasn't been to a Dr. in over 50 years, I mean he got sick, but never in my 53 years of knowing him has he missed more than three days of work.
Four weeks ago he was home more than working, we figured he got a bug, and at 76, this one is kicking his butt. Well one week let to two weeks, now he's complaining of pain in his side and his backside. (bum)
Well he thinks it's roids, and me, I was like father, the pain your describing doesn't sound like roids to me, maybe you should go in. (Father) for what, it'll go away...
Okay, he hasn't eaten in two weeks, just barely nibble at supper time, sleep anytime, and miss work. HE'S SICK. So finally a week ago last Monday he asked Nancy to take him into the ER. That's a red flag to us.
They run a bunch of tests, come to find a lump on his liver, and that usually means colon cancer. So they checked his colon, sure enough, inoperable colon cancer... When it reaches the liver it's to late.
So the only thing they can do is chemo, to try and shrink the cancer in the colon to relieve some of the pain, and to buy him some time. If he was to do nothing at all, they give him six months, with chemo, and if his body doesn't reject it, and EVERYTHING works perfectly, 18 months max... What a kick in the guts.
They put a portal in his chest Wednesday, that will receive the chemo, because it's so strong that if it was put in the vein it would burn it out. Plus the shit has to be administered over a 46 hour interval because it's so strong. Every two weeks. BUT he's not eaten in two weeks he's lost nearly 30#, he's weak as a kitten, and his pain is terrible, and this is coming from someone with a high pain tolerance.
So the woman came home from work tonight, called his Dr. and they are heading to Green Bay to meet up with his Dr. to try and get his pain under control, and get some fluids in him. So I hope they keep him there over the weekend at least.
Here a man that worked his ass off all his life doing the only thing he knew how to do, now has this crap to deal with, just makes me sick to my stomach.
I'm sure some of you have dealt with similar situations, but man, it feels like my guts are being ripped out seeing the man I looked up to all my life that was so strong, never sick in this condition.
Sorry for dumping on you all, but being here alone right now makes me think to much, just needed to write something.