A Journey with My Father
In November of 2011, my dad was diagnosed with an extremely rare form of cancer called Myelofibrosis.
Most people diagnosed with myelofibrosis don't survive for long. This Wednesday as I sat in front of his doctor, I asked her if looking back she thought that he would have survived and her answer was "no." What his doctors didn't know is that my dad is a fighter. What they also didn't know is that he comes from a family of fighters. There were times during his brutal treatment that my dad wanted to throw in the towel but when those moments arose, we stood strong for him and pushed him to fight. And it paid off.
My dad was declared cancer free just a few weeks ago. But the battle isn't over. While dad's body is cancer free, the effects of intense chemo and radiation have wreaked havoc on his body, leaving him with kidney problems, loss of vision and more. Dad will be under the care of cancer doctors for the rest of his life, but that's okay with me because it means he's still here with us.
Something came up and my mom wasn't able to take my dad to his appointment at Dana Farber in Boston this week, so I did. This is a peek into our journey as chronicled on the Hawk Morning Show Facebook page.
Since nobody is exactly sure what the weather will bring, I'm ready for it all.
Listening to the Hawk until out of range and then this will be the trip soundtrack. Today's mission? Listening to #Rubberband on repeat until my dad knows all the song lyrics.
And we're off to Boston.
The most joyous part of my trip to Dana Farber? When dad got in the elevator and pushed all the buttons for all the floors because he'd always wanted to. I winked at the woman in the elevator with us and said "bet you didn't know you'd be seeing each floor today, did you?" And she laughed. An honest to God belly laugh that welled up from deep inside.