*Before you read, I ask that you read with good intentions- this is a really sensitive topic for us and we would only ask for prayers. Thank you.
I’ve been holding it back for sometime now- my dad was diagnosed with lung cancer. I never in a million years thought it would be someone so close to me. I cry, I pray, I beg, I bargain with God to heal my dad. To relieve him of this pain and suffering. I try so hard to not lose my faith, to stay strong for my mom and dad. They need us to stay strong in our faith because they will be tempted to lose theirs, but its hard. The hardest things I’ve every had happen in my life. To see someone you love so much suffer, while you sit there so helpless. I’m angry and I’m starting to find things to blame- I try not to pick fights or take out my anger on anyone else. I find things are irritating me more, and I just ask God to help me be understanding and open. I pray to God for healings and a miracle. I’ve seen him make miracles, and I know he WILL do it again.
This is just a short story as to where we are in this process with my dad and how we found out and I will add in or start new pages as his story continues…
Summer 2019– my dad had lost weight per his pcp, so he went in for a check up and she was glad that he had lost weight, but my concern was that it was way to fast, but you can only say so much to your parents.
Early November 2019– My parents went in for a stress test for their hearts, just to make sure that everything was going good.
My mom passed- yay! However, my dad began to vomit blood and couldn’t catch his breath, he was then diagnosed with walking pneumonia.
Their PCP referred them to get some scans done, just for a peace of mind and that is how this was all discovered.
Doctor after doctor, test after test, my wedding day came and went, Thanksgiving passed, Christmas passed and FINALLY on New Years Even my dad was admitted into Methodist-mostly to get the ball rolling because the back and forth with all the different offices scheduling all these random test and never getting results. Time was passing and there was no sense of urgency. We were all growing impatient and weary- especially my parents.
*Side note: Thank you to all doctors and nurses. You don’t understand how amazing you all are and how much we truly appreciate y’all.
My dad has now been at Methodist for 7 days now- we are waiting on results from a biopsy that was taken from the right lung and another sample that was taken from the Endobronchial Ultrasound that was performed. Just by the looks of it, says the Oncologist, its Stage 3 or 4 Lung Cancer. He has started radiation and we are waiting till we hear more… (to be cont.)
UPDATE: Feb 20, 2020 | Today was my dads last day of Radiation! Praise be to God! What a crazy few months it has been for him and my mom. The constant traveling back and forth and test and test and so many more test. Dad had to get a feeding tube, he was losing weight too fast and not keeping anything down. The radiation was making his throat and chest swollen and inflamed, but now he is done with radiation. He has 2 more chemo treatments over the next two months. I pray to God, that he will be healed from this! I pray that this will be his testimony… (to be cont.)
UPDATE: March 19, 2020 | Dad finished his last Chemo treatment and its joyful moment for my parents! Im sad because I couldn’t be there, due to COVID-19, but THANK YOU LORD! His cancer was fast moving, but we caught it in time for there to be treatment for it. The doctors were aggressive and we are so blessed. My dad is truly blessed. Thank you for all the prayers that were prayed for him and my family. The healings came and although he has to go back for a follow up appointment to make sure everything is gone, I KNOW God will pull him through!
XO|Essence
Finding my Essence 