I know that this is brand new blog and many of you do not know me all that well. Let me assure you that normally, I am a really upbeat person who can almost find the positive in any situation.
Yesterday, I wrote about my Dad and his multiple myleoma. Tonight he called to tell me that they are starting him tomorrow on chemo as his kidneys are failing rapidly at this point and they are trying to avoid putting him on dialysis. (If the chemo does not work quickly, he will most likely be on dialysis within the month.) They are looking at sending him back to Cleveland Clinic to look into a double bone marrow transplant once the chemo is finished. After that, they will see if he is eligible for a kidney transplant. (At this time, he is not eligible for a kidney transplant because the cancer would just kill the good kidney.)
I am trying to keep a positive spin on this, but I am really struggling right now. In fact, I would say that I am pretty devastated right now. I adore my Dad - and not just because he is my Dad. I adore him because he truly what it means to be a good person. I have absolutely NOTHING bad to say about him and I am a little lost right now.
Just let me rant a bit: This is SO not fair! He was just married in March and for the first time since my Mom died over 8 years ago, he is happy again. It just doesn't seem right. I am just so angry at the injustice of the whole situation.
Ok - I'll stop for now - anybody out there feel like posting to this message? I could use some encouragement at this point. Or a good laugh. Or even a stiff drink....lol.