Life at the Academy

I’m choosing today to write again after a bit of a hiatus for a reason.  It’s Fathers’ Day and I’m happy to say that my father seems to be doing well.  I stopped writing for a while because all I wanted to write about was my dad but I didn’t want to write about what he was going through.  It scared me and I had a hard time saying it out loud so there was no way I was actually going to write it.  Back in February, my dad called me to tell me that he was having a biopsy because his PSA blood test was high.  I’m grateful that he got tested like he’s supposed to.  The biopsy came back positive for cancer.  Yep, the C word.  I remember the phone call – I was planning on calling him that day to check on him anyway.  It was a hard conversation as my uncle, his brother, had just died from cancer back in November.  The word scared the crap out of me.  I wanted to burst into tears but felt like I had to be strong on that phone call.  He was very matter of fact about it all.  I was googling prostate cancer while I was on the phone with him.  I was relieved at the information I was finding on-line as most of it said that prostate cancer is highly curable when caught early.  I couldn’t help but worry though.  Some people do die from it and I didn’t want my dad to die from it.  I kept thinking positive and prayed every day for him.  He opted to have surgery to remove it and scheduled it for the day after Buster’s birthday.  He had the surgery as scheduled, came out of it fine although he was quite goofy when I talked to him that evening.  Biopsies of nearby lymph nodes came out negative, however some of the cancer cells were on the outside of the prostate.  Another PSA test showed that it hadn’t spread (as of yet).  It’s been over 2 months since the surgery and he seems to be healing fine although he still has some progress to make.

On this Fathers’ Day, I’m especially grateful to have my dad to honor.

I’m also very grateful for my husband, the father of our children, who supported me through this and loves our children tremendously.

Dads Rock.