Talking about your heart sinking.
Last week on Tuesday the 18th my dad had a prostate biopsy. Today I had the pleasure of hearing the news from the doctor. It's cancer. I can't even force myself to tell my dad. Called my mom right away, I'm going to let her handle this one. The doctor said that he needs to see dad to go over the treatment options, etc. He also said that "it" shouldn't effect his life span once the treatment (either surgery or radiation) is completed.
I'm not sure how my dad will react to the news. He hates doctors in general. This supposed to be just a routing thing. It's not supposed to end this way.
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