I apologize, because I don't post that often and then I'll get an email from someone tentatively asking if I'm not posting because my dad is not doing well. QUITE THE CONTRARY, so again, I apologize. That's my dad in the middle, holding his 'three year anniversary' cake a few weeks ago. While that looks like one of those sugary cakes with tooth-achingly sweet frosting, NOTHING is sweeter than the gift of time we have been given that so many wonderful people have been denied. So, we continue to fight for funding for research to give these 48,000+ (and that's just the U.S.) newly diagnosed patients every year a better chance. We are again forming teams for the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network Purple stride walks in Milwaukee and Los Angeles.
Dad still does chemo every other week. 75th round? 78th? I've lost count, though I'm sure he hasn't. But, he is not complaining, and is off on an amazing vacation and then anxiously awaiting the start of golf season. If you or a family member or friend has been diagnosed and needs someone to talk to, my dad is happy to talk to you, just reach out to me and I'll hook you up. It's ok to have hope!!!!
And a quick shout-out to his amazing nurses and hospital staff that take such great care of him and the other patients. When my dad was first diagnosed, the doctors were extremely hesitant to give any hope. But, the nurses are a different story. Thank you so much for what you do!
Dad, you should JUMP out of a cake next year, don't you think?????
