I hate the word "cancer" and the word "again"
why do people I know and love have to be affected by cancer? I know this has been the theme this week, but we prayed for Mr. Summer tonight at church... and his church held a special mass for him. I lost my uncle 2 years ago to "cancer's returned" and now Mr. Summer's cancer's returned and it scares me. I'm literally on the verge of puking.
The latest is:
He's in Seattle for treatment. His wife is with him, his 3 girls are with family here in Kenai/Soldotna. Sometime tomorrow I'm supposed to call to get info to write to him. What do I say? It's so weird. I'm a former student who barely has anything in common with his eldest daughter(who will be a senior in high school this fall). It's just weird... I'm still trying to talk dad into calling and asking. LOL I'm such a wimp. I just have no business calling, I hate awkward situations. :( anyway... talked to one of his collegues and best friends tonight and he said that he's basically had 8 hours straight of chemo.... not sure how long but he said he's "out of it" most of the time right now. It's somewhere in teh tummy region, no one would elaborate. Mom figures it's something like his liver(though that's mostly because that's what happened with my uncle)... I hate this sooooooo much... Mr. Summer needs to be hiking in the Alaska mountains not sitting in a hospital room. I want to be able to walk into his classroom this fall and banter back and forth... I don't want to think of him sick... and I certainly don't like one of the major outcomes of all this to happen. I just have this icky feeling inside...
The latest is:
He's in Seattle for treatment. His wife is with him, his 3 girls are with family here in Kenai/Soldotna. Sometime tomorrow I'm supposed to call to get info to write to him. What do I say? It's so weird. I'm a former student who barely has anything in common with his eldest daughter(who will be a senior in high school this fall). It's just weird... I'm still trying to talk dad into calling and asking. LOL I'm such a wimp. I just have no business calling, I hate awkward situations. :( anyway... talked to one of his collegues and best friends tonight and he said that he's basically had 8 hours straight of chemo.... not sure how long but he said he's "out of it" most of the time right now. It's somewhere in teh tummy region, no one would elaborate. Mom figures it's something like his liver(though that's mostly because that's what happened with my uncle)... I hate this sooooooo much... Mr. Summer needs to be hiking in the Alaska mountains not sitting in a hospital room. I want to be able to walk into his classroom this fall and banter back and forth... I don't want to think of him sick... and I certainly don't like one of the major outcomes of all this to happen. I just have this icky feeling inside...