shitty week

There are only so many "shitty" weeks in a lifetime that you remember, or that really matter. This one tops the list so far. My Dad has been ill and I'll spare you all the details, but he was admitted Wednesday night to Barnes-Jewish - the Siteman Cancer Center. They think he has acute myelogenous leukemia or AML. Now, there are several subtypes of this leukemia and they're trying to pin point what he has.

Yesterday, I visited for a couple hours while he was awaiting a port line to be put in his neck. He teared up when I walked in the room and I swear it was the worst thing. My Dad has always been the strong, tall, pillar of strength and now he was so beat down. He did sound better than on Monday and Tuesday when I talked to him, and he had his sense of humor with him - which is a curse and a blessing. : )

This disease has come out of the blue. I mean, it's really rocked our world and now I feel like the center of my world is this disease. It's new to us, so I can only pray that as my Dad starts treatment this weekend, I hope, that we all calm down a bit and find a little more peace and confidence that he's in the best care possible.

So, in the meantime, lift us up in your prayers.