So Monday I woke up a bit early, said hello to my dad and decided to lay back down. Around 11:30 heard Dad having some sort of trouble and I came out to find him struggling to breathe. Call the squad, get him to the ER, everything's good. They were thinking congestive heart failure and he'd be released in a couple days after talking to a cardiologist. A few hours later, he has a pretty big seizure, loses his ability to talk, his left arm wouldn't stop spasming. They think stroke, so they do that video conference with the Cleveland Clinic, and they say yeah, get him up here. So he's medflighted monday night up there.
had to do MRIs, full CT-Scans etc. As of last night when I went to bed, I was hearing nothing but good things...
Got a call from the practicioner today. There's a mass on his brain and some in his lungs. First guess is that it's lung cancer that's metasised *sp?* and spread to the brain. Only good news I got today was that he was stable enough to get moved out of ICU, but there weren't any beds open at the moment. Hopefully he'll get moved tonight. They've got to a biopsy so they can figure out what they are dealing with and where to go from there.
I'm really just making this thread because I'm terrified, I'm lost, I'm hurting, and I don't know what to do. I don't have a lot of outlets to vent, and RCF has been like an extended family to me for a while.
If you read this thread, just keep him in your thoughts. That's all I ask.
I'm probably not going to be around much for a while. Gonna have way too much to deal with in the coming days/weeks/months.
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