I've been sitting here for an hour trying to soak up the news my Dad sobbed to me over the telephone.
He has been sick for many, many years (20 years infact) with an extremely rare form of cancer that just keeps reappearing year in year out. This past year has been pretty horrible. The growth rate of the tumors has been fast to say the least.
They are now affecting his mobility. Yes, they are paralizing him and he is loosing his ability to walk. He was told this would most likely occur, but he has been praying it wouldn't.
My Dad is the most positive, inspirational person you could meet. He has beaten the odds on too many occasions.
To hear your own Dad sob to you over the telephone what is happening is gut wrenching. I know this is a really personal story to write, but I felt I must. I just need to get it out. I'm probably not even making much sense.