Suck is like a swear word for me. When I use that word in a sentence that doesn't have anything to do with Popsicles or Tootsie Pops, I fully intend it to have an impact and intensity. Tonight I feel great intensity when I say: cancer and chemo suck.
This picture of my dad was taken last weekend. He is holding his great granddaughter, Baby C (the world's cutest baby). Dad looks great despite the fact he's had four cycles of chemo. The first weeks of chemo were uneventful except his gallbladder went on a rampage and he had to have a quick surgery to have it removed. The past month he has had to skip a chemo cycle because his blood counts were too low. Now a sense of being cold all the time, extreme fatigue and a loss of appetite are side effects daily. Today a permanent tooth fell out and a dentist won't see him because of his low immune system. That tooth held his dentures in place. It is hard for him to eat now!
Dad has such a great positive outlook. He really is trying to keep up with his garden and projects in between naps. Over the weekend he and I fished together and it was a special time for the both of us (I kept him busy taking my fish off the line).
Tonight my emotions have caught up with me and I find myself crying because his tooth fell out. It sounds silly but it is another sign of that terrible disease and the treatment that have invaded our lives. After I cry a bit then I get angry that Dad has to go through this. My mom is such an encourager and helpmate for my Dad and all of this takes a toll on her, too. Then I feel bad for my mom. And I cry again.
Cancer and chemo suck.
But that isn't what I want you to remember from this post. There is a sure foundation that isn't moving or crumbling through all of this. Our relationship with God is our sure foundation. God has been very faithful to my parents over their entire lives and He has been so present for them these past three months. God is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow so the promise of His faithfulness for tomorrow is a sure thing. Praise God.
Should you feel The Nudge to pray for my dad, thank you! Please also thank God for His hand of healing and wisdom for my dad.
And please forgive me if I've offended you with my I-Really-Want-To-Swear-When-I-Say Cancer and Chemo Suck.
In all this, I do remain, So Amazed at what God is doing in and through our lives.