Cancer Free?

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Not totally, but enough to be pleased with the report.

Tonight my dad got a call from his doctor to let him know that the pathology reports came back clear on his lymph nodes, which was the greatest concern. So we praise God that we don’t have to consider the consequences of cancer intruding his lymph node system.

However, he also said that there were “some cells” of cancer on dad’s bladder and urethra. While we aren’t thrilled about that news, the doctor is recommending that my dad undergo radiation to kill the remaining cells and perhaps, be completely clear of this diagnosis.

For that, we say YES, and AMEN.

The other side of Prostate Cancer

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Around 8pm tonight, I finally got to talk to my dad. He’s tired, groggy and in a lot of pain. Surgery will do that to you I guess.

The doctor wasn’t sure that he was able to resect all of the cancer. We’ll know for sure early next week when the tissue comes back from pathology.

Mom sounded better as we went through the day.

Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. The family and I covet them!

Dad’s Surgery is at 8am

My dad heads into surgery tomorrow morning (Wednesday) at 8am to have his prostate and other potentially cancerous parts removed. Please be praying: 1. cancer will be removed entirely! 2. Doctor doesn’t find anything new and unexpected 3. Peace for my mom and she braves this one alone. Both my sister and I weren’t able to make the surgery day.

Thanks!

Sometimes it seems like it will never end

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Monday, Kristy and I got word that our best friends four year old daughter is having seizures, regularly. Why are they happening? What’s causing them? Why a FOUR YEAR OLD? <— All questions nobody can answer, today.

Wednesday: Based on my sisters recent MRI and PET scans, her brain tumor has allegedly grown. How much? What’s next? Where do we go from here? <— All questions nobody can answer, today.

Thursday, I got word that my dad is scheduled to have surgery to remove his prostate on Wednesday, February 11, due to his prostate cancer diagnosis in April 2008. What will be the side effects? How will life change? <— All questions nobody can answer, today.

One thing that I am clear about, we hold the keys to nothing. Our time and our lives are not our own. We are only responsible with the life—regardless of complications—we are given.

While there aren’t any answers…today…I choose to draw closer to the one who holds them. I ask you to join me.  Please say a prayer for Gracie, Charysse (sister) and Mike (dad) right now. Our families desperately need your prayers and support.

Introducing Caleb Douglas…

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This morning at 7:53am, we welcomed Caleb Douglas to the world. He weighed in at 7lbs 15oz and 20 inches long. He came out screaming, which is exactly what every parent wants to hear. Here are a few pictures for you to enjoy.

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The boy has some hair!

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There will never be another tonight

I can’t believe it. In five hours, we will rise, head to the hospital and welcome the birth of our son, Caleb Douglas at approximately 8am. We’ve spent the last 39 weeks in disbelief. We weren’t supposed to get pregnant. Now here we are…

Tonight, I relish in the sweet transition from three to four. It’s completely unknown, but eagerly welcomed.

For my sweet Savannah, mommy and daddy can’t wait to introduce you to your new baby brudder. Even though all of this will be a mystery to you, it is to us too. Isn’t God amazing! Your brother proves us all wrong. God can do whatever He wants.

To my amazing wife. Your beauty, your wisdom and most of all, your perseverance leaves me in awe.  I can’t thank you enough for sacrificing more than anybody will ever know, to do whatever it took to create our family. I will always be humbled and amazed that you are my wife, the mother of my children and the keeper of my heart and home. I love you with everything that I have and am. You are my hero.

Goodnight friends for tomorrow we party. Caleb Douglas will be born.

Now, we say goodbye to Mother Frances (hospital)

First of all, thank you all for your prayers and support of my dad. We, as a family, are elated that dad has made it through pneumonia, staph infection and surgery on his neck with flying colors. The best part is, after being told that he would remain in Mother Frances Hospital for the new two weeks, we are being told that he will get to go home today (Wednesday). If you know my dad, the idea of sitting in one room in one of two positions for the next 14 days was inconceivable. So this news comes with great excitement!

Thanks again!

We say goodbye to the ICU

I just got word that dad is doing well enough to get out of ICU tonight! What does that mean? His staph infection is successfully being fought off by antibiotics, the swelling in his neck has gone down far enough to be able to swallow liquids again (food is still to come) and his temperature has remained at or below normal.

Many of you have asked for me to say hello, which I am happy to do. However, if you’d like to send him some love, here are a couple links:

Of course, you can leave a comment on this post and I’ll be sure to send him your messages. He would be encouraged by your thoughts and prayers.

Dad takes a licking and keeps on ticking

Approximately 8:30am, Mom text messages me: Dad’s temperature has spiked; a new, resistant strain of bacteria has entered his body resulting in ICU isolation; suspect infection somewhere else in his body.

That…is not the way to start your day. Just when you think things are getting better, they took a turn for the worse…or so we thought.

For about an hour, our hopes were smashed only to learn that the isolation and new strain was a miscommunication between the nurse and doctor. While dad’s lung infection (pneumonia) had gotten slightly worse, the strain and isolation weren’t true. He was okay, and we were hopeful again.

The rest of the day saw dad becoming back to his old self. His sense of humor was back, his smiles were adorning his face again and he was ready to do the bills. THE BILLS? Yes, he wanted to do the bills.

His pain from the surgery and infection comes and goes but is made tolerable by the pain meds. He’s now on a number of strong antibiotics to fight the infection in his blood and will have to be on a heavy regiment of antibiotics, two times a day for the next six-to-eight weeks. Due to the neck surgery, he will be in a cervical collar for the next six weeks as well. Obviously, he’s not out of the weeds but he’s well on his way to recovery.

Thank you everybody for your love, prayers and support for our family during this time. I speak for us all when I say that we have felt your prayers. We couldn’t have made it without you. I will continue to post updates as new information becomes available.

Funny moment of the day: When dad was asked if his neck hurt, he said “I don’t know, prick my finger and I’ll let you know which one hurts more.”