stormyfalcon68
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joined Oct 2017
Ugh, well, it looks like I’m joining your ranks now too...
I’ve been lurking here and reading all your posts for about a year now, and honestly, I just want to say thank you so much to everyone for everything you share here...
You guys have given me so much strength and hope, plus I've learned about so many rights we actually have, which is crazy because nobody really informs you about any of that while you're drowning in this whole sickness thing...
About two years ago, my Dad was diagnosed with Stage I lung adenocarcinoma...
And man, I don't even need to tell any of you about that initial shock and pure terror we felt at the start...
He actually responded so well to the first round of chemo—after just two cycles, the disease started going into regression! He was feeling great, not panicking, just full of hope and ready to keep fighting...
But things have been slowly spiraling downhill since this summer; he started getting weak, losing his appetite, and the pain is just getting stronger and happening more often, and even the Tramal isn't doing much anymore, if it works at all...
The latest CT scan shows the primary tumor is progressing and there’s a metastasis on the 9th rib, even after two cycles of Pemetrexed...
Now the shortness of breath is kicking in, like he literally can't take a full breath, so we're constantly making pilgrimages to the ER just to get him some oxygen, Medrole, and an IV to take the edge off...
His oxygen levels are actually okay, so they tell us—in layman's terms—that he doesn't technically need home oxygen, it's just that his airways are totally blocked up...
His CRP levels spike quite a bit, then antibiotics bring them back down to a normal range, and then it’s just a cycle of starting all over again... Other than that, his blood work values are actually pretty decent for a 70-year-old, despite everything...
Physically and mentally, he’s just slowly fading away; he's so exhausted from the constant pain, and on the days when the pain hits hard, he gets these terrifying episodes where he can't breathe...
During one visit to the Mayo Clinic, the doctor who took him in basically refused to give him the kind of help he expected given his diagnosis, saying there wasn't much more they could do, all while he was gasping for air like a fish out of water...
And then, almost in a whisper, she tells us, "Just wait until Monday for the next chemo cycle, if that even makes sense anymore," which just totally crushed his spirit and sent him sinking further into his shell...
We're currently getting ready for a follow-up appointment with the doctor, and they'll probably be the ones to decide if we should push through with more chemo or if he's just become too weak... I honestly don't know what to do anymore or how to handle this, or how I can possibly make any of this easier for him...