Well 800$ later and here I am again, My grandmas funeral went well, but when I went to see my dad I almost lost it, he has liver/pancreas and kidney cancer, he was completely fine looking last time i saw him 6 months ago, He has stopped chemo because it was making it worse... now he looks like he is 80+ years old, can barely talk, cant move, and weighs literally 128 pounds hes only 52 years old, We said our goodbyes and I love yous and etc, but something in his voice made it sound like he knew it was the last time I was going to see him. anyone else gone threw this fucked up shit called cancer? Words of wisdom?
Send thoughts and prayers my way feeling depressed