Well as some of you read in my last post, my step-dad has a bad case of stomach cancer. Thursday they did a biopsy and found he had ulcers on his stomach and around his intestine area. Monday afternoon they were going through with the surgery to remove his stomach and part of his intestines. I'm sitting at work and about 3:20 I get a phone call from my mom. She is crying hysterically saying that they couldn't do anything for John. Apparently the cancer spread so fast from his stomach to every other organ in his body since Thursday.
So now he is laying in a hospital bed, not really getting a general understanding of what is going on. He keeps talking about not wanting to die and how he is too young. He wanted to see his kids at least grow up and get married (they are only 8-9). 39 years old and this may be his last couple of months to enjoy what he wants to do in life.
What is sad is it takes something like this for people to actually come together. People he hadn't talked to in forever called him and came to see him. It's sad that it takes this much for me to say, Life is too fucking short. Sometimes it's best not to burn any bridges and get along with everyone because you never know what is going to happen anymore.
Sorry I had to get it off my chest, I am really sad. Granted this is my step-dad, but I cannot imagine if it was my Mom or Dad. You guys probably won't see me for awhile since I'll be taking care of my mom through this ordeal. Just please give a prayer or two or keep John in your thoughts. I am going to try and give him a good time for whatever time he has left.