See the handsome white haired man sitting at my dining room table. That man is very special to me. He is my father. The white hair has been there since he was 40....and no, I was not THAT bad a child. He comes from a family of premature grayers. I am 54 and my hair is nearly as white as his. Well, today we had our first round of chemotherapy.....this handsome man has cancer. I went with my mom and him today so I could see if she could handle this without me having to take days off from work. Small problem, my mom does not sit still....we sat reading for about an hour...and then she began to fidget....so while she ran errands and piddled around in town....and I sat and watched the carboplatin and the taxateer drip into my dad's port. He looked so peaceful sitting in his recliner....sleeping.....his gentle face......I occassionally reached out and stroked it only to watch him stir slightly in slumber. I love this man. I wish I could do this for him....but I know I cannot. This is one path he must walk alone. I can cheer him on from the sidelines....and hope that he does not have the bad side effects possible....pray for him....and love him.....and my mom. Cancer is an ugly word. I would not wish this on any family....least of all mine. I know that sounds kind of selfish....but it is honest. Again, I am thankful that I am a Christian....because Psalm 68:19 in the New International Bible tells me " Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens. " I don't have to go through this alone. How do people do it who are not believers? I am glad I don't have to find out. I can truly say Happy Tuesday....because I have a loving Father.....and father.
See the handsome white haired man sitting at my dining room table. That man is very special to me. He is my father. The white hair has been there since he was 40....and no, I was not THAT bad a child. He comes from a family of premature grayers. I am 54 and my hair is nearly as white as his. Well, today we had our first round of chemotherapy.....this handsome man has cancer. I went with my mom and him today so I could see if she could handle this without me having to take days off from work. Small problem, my mom does not sit still....we sat reading for about an hour...and then she began to fidget....so while she ran errands and piddled around in town....and I sat and watched the carboplatin and the taxateer drip into my dad's port. He looked so peaceful sitting in his recliner....sleeping.....his gentle face......I occassionally reached out and stroked it only to watch him stir slightly in slumber. I love this man. I wish I could do this for him....but I know I cannot. This is one path he must walk alone. I can cheer him on from the sidelines....and hope that he does not have the bad side effects possible....pray for him....and love him.....and my mom. Cancer is an ugly word. I would not wish this on any family....least of all mine. I know that sounds kind of selfish....but it is honest. Again, I am thankful that I am a Christian....because Psalm 68:19 in the New International Bible tells me " Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens. " I don't have to go through this alone. How do people do it who are not believers? I am glad I don't have to find out. I can truly say Happy Tuesday....because I have a loving Father.....and father.
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Missed you today, but I knew that you were where you needed to be! Y'all have been in my thoughts all day long, and prayers have been/are/will be going up daily! Call me if you need anything. See you in the AM.
Love you!!
CAN*ER SUX! I'm doing the same thing with my brother. It's hard, and will drain you if you let it!
We will continue to lift your dad and your family in prayer!
We covet the prayers of others. They are what sustains us!
I know that ache.
And "I pray that your sweet Father does well and has no side effects" Amen.
My sister has her port implanted in the morning @ 7:15. First chemo is next Tuesday. I so wish I could be there. *sigh I mailed a little package of cheer yesterday. She should receive it on Thurs. We do what we can, don't we.
HUGZZZ to you, Magnolia.
What a precious post! You have me teared up.
Someday, somewhere, somebody is going to cure that dreaded disease. I have seen too many precious people be destroyed by it. My grandmother, whom we lived with until I was nine years old, died with it and a dear sweet friend did likewise.
What do non-Christians do in times of difficulty? Who do they turn to for comfort? I can not imagine life without our Father and His precious Son. How do you look out the window at all there is around you and not believe? I thank God I was brought up in a loving Christian home.
Hang in ther Karen. He will see you through it all.
Prayers are the sustaining force.
Hi, your post really touched my heart. So much that I want to dedicate a song to you and I hope every time you hear it, you will find new strength in the Lord.
Crystal Lewis and Yolanda Adams
This too Shall Pass
In the middle of the turbulence surrounding you
These trying times that are so hard to endure
In the middle of what seems to be your darkest hour
Hold fast your heart and be assured
This too shall pass
Like every night that's come before it
He'll never give you more than you can bear
This too shall pass
So in this thought be comforted
It's in His Hands
This too shall pass
The Father knows the tears you cry before they fall
He feels your pain, His heart and yours are one
The Father knows that sorrow's heavy chains are strong
But with His strength, you'll overcome
This too shall pass
Like every night that's come before it
He'll never give you more than you can bear
This too shall pass
So in this thought be comforted
It's in His Hands
This too shall pass
So set your eyes upon the mountain
And lift your hands up to the sky
And let His arms of love surround you
And take you to the other side
This too shall pass
Like every night that's come before it
He'll never give you more than you can bear
This too shall pass
So in this thought be comforted
It's in His Hands
This too shall pass
I'm so sorry you are going through this. I am praying for you all. I too often wonder how people without the Lord in their lives are able to endure any of the difficult trials that come. I would feel so hopeless without my faith.
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