brisksurfer said:I suppose I celebrated far too early... 😢
Another medical blunder has occurred... apparently, when my dad went in for his follow-up CT last week, it didn't just confirm the lung cancer was still there, but showed it had grown from 2.5cm to 5cm. His bronchi seem fine now, likely thanks to the antibiotics. He went back to the hospital in Washington, D.C. today, and the doctor expressed confusion over why they only performed a bronchoscopy last time, given that it wasn't sufficient—they really should have done a biopsy as well. We have to wait until May 21st for the next round of tests, at which point he’ll be admitted to the hospital. This means it will have been six months since they first noticed changes in his lungs...
I honestly don't know what to do... this has left me in a state of absolute despair... 🙂
Every path seems to lead toward despair, yet if there is any way to avoid it, you simply shouldn't succumb to it; please, try not to let yourself fall apart. First and foremost, tears won't solve anything, and while you might try to hide them, people will see the reflection on your face, and worst of all, your father will feel it too; for a patient, having a stable emotional anchor and a sense of positivity is vital, as your own grief could easily manifest as restlessness for him...
I can only imagine how devastating it feels to wait that long for testing, but time tends to move quickly; before you know it, May 21st will be upon you...
My mother scheduled her marker tests and CT scan just seven days ago, only to be told, "Oh, ma'am, we can't get you in until May 5th." She played the hero this time, just smiling and replying, "Ah, right, well, at least I can come back a week later then." It always feels like a cycle of waiting, anticipation, and preparing for more results... unfortunately, this is the reality of life alongside someone fighting cancer, and one must accept these circumstances, however difficult they may be. Hang in there...