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Here's a great story I'll share with the board. In September 2005 My dad was diagnosed with adenocarcinoma (Cancer). When it was found it was in a very progressed state and had covered much of his abdominal wall. The doctors gave him 6 months to live. My dad never knew about this terminal diagnosis. He didn't want to hear it, he wanted to fight. So later that month the fight began. There were ups and downs for the next serveral months as some news would come back positve and other news would be unimaginable. Our family and community had come together like nothing I've seen though. So many prayers and blessings were brought in from all over. 8 months had went by and we still had our dad with us. The best part was his chemo-therapy had been working so well that a surgeon had decided to try to go in and remove as many of the tumors as he could. This was still not a life saving surgery, as the primary source of the carcer was unknown. The date was finally upon us May 19 2006 and an agonising 8 hour surgery lay ahead. 9 am was when the surgery had started. My brother, sister in-law , wife and I had tickets to see Pearl Jam that night at the Van Andel. The concert, which we all had been looking forward to , was looking grim. The thought of trying to have fun at the concert while our dad hangs with life or death didn't sound appealing. 4:30 pm the doctor finally comes out to talk with us. He says that he had successfully removed all the tumors. He went on to tell us that during surgery he had felt the pancreas. He said the very tip of the pancreas was hard. He cut of the hardened area and sent it to the lab. Turns out that this was the primary orgin of the cancer. Even with all the CT scans and ultra sounds this was never dicovered. I tell you I can't compare the happiness we all had felt that moment. The doctor went on to say he went from a 4% survival rate to 96%. After hearing the news and celebrating the life that had been given back to us, we headed off to the concert. How amazing it was for us to all have been given this great news then followed by seeing our favorite band play in our home town. The truely ironic thing is this; The daughter Tag starts hey hey ........... followed by a I Believe in Miricales. WOW! Yes I do we all had screamed.
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that's a sweet story. I'm glad your dad looks like he'll make it.
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That's awesome friend. Cancer is the most evil thing on earth and it makes me happy everytime I read about someone beating it. I lost a huge friend to it and I don't want anyone else to go through that! And I believe in miracles is one of the best messages you can send out.
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Angus wrote:
I believe in miracles is one of the best messages you can send out.
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Joined: Mon Oct 18, 2004 2:29 pm Posts: 6217 Location: Evil Bunny Land
wastedrep wrote:
Here's a great story I'll share with the board. In September 2005 My dad was diagnosed with adenocarcinoma (Cancer). When it was found it was in a very progressed state and had covered much of his abdominal wall. The doctors gave him 6 months to live. My dad never knew about this terminal diagnosis. He didn't want to hear it, he wanted to fight. So later that month the fight began. There were ups and downs for the next serveral months as some news would come back positve and other news would be unimaginable. Our family and community had come together like nothing I've seen though. So many prayers and blessings were brought in from all over. 8 months had went by and we still had our dad with us. The best part was his chemo-therapy had been working so well that a surgeon had decided to try to go in and remove as many of the tumors as he could. This was still not a life saving surgery, as the primary source of the carcer was unknown. The date was finally upon us May 19 2006 and an agonising 8 hour surgery lay ahead. 9 am was when the surgery had started. My brother, sister in-law , wife and I had tickets to see Pearl Jam that night at the Van Andel. The concert, which we all had been looking forward to , was looking grim. The thought of trying to have fun at the concert while our dad hangs with life or death didn't sound appealing. 4:30 pm the doctor finally comes out to talk with us. He says that he had successfully removed all the tumors. He went on to tell us that during surgery he had felt the pancreas. He said the very tip of the pancreas was hard. He cut of the hardened area and sent it to the lab. Turns out that this was the primary orgin of the cancer. Even with all the CT scans and ultra sounds this was never dicovered. I tell you I can't compare the happiness we all had felt that moment. The doctor went on to say he went from a 4% survival rate to 96%. After hearing the news and celebrating the life that had been given back to us, we headed off to the concert. How amazing it was for us to all have been given this great news then followed by seeing our favorite band play in our home town. The truely ironic thing is this; The daughter Tag starts hey hey ........... followed by a I Believe in Miricales. WOW! Yes I do we all had screamed.
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Joined: Mon Oct 18, 2004 6:02 pm Posts: 1657 Location: Albany, NY
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Joined: Sat Mar 19, 2005 12:37 pm Posts: 7376 Location: Vlaardingen, Netherlands Gender: Female
Cool! I wish you all the best. And I believe in miracles too. There's just too much coincidence to be coincidental...
My father died a few years ago but there was one night I'll also never forget. Everyone, including the medical specialist, was sure he would not survive that day. I was the only one thinking he would, and they all tried to tell me how wrong I was. Then there was this song by a band called Sukilove, from Belgium, that kept popping up in my mind, saying 'it's gonna be alright as long as I survive tonight'. And it did. My father survived and lived a couple of months longer.
Then, at the moment he did die, it was exactly when I had left the hospital after being there the whole day and got into my car, to get some things to spend the night there. And that same moment my cdplayer played Try Not To Breathe by R.E.M.. I'd never played that one in my car before and it was so appropriate. I'll never forget it.
To finish with something positive: I went to see a band once and all the way from my home to Amsterdam I kept singing Blue Moon. Then there was an opening band who came on stage with... Blue Moon. Things like that.
groetjes,
Mirella
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