December 14th is my dad’s birthday. If he were still with us, he would be 86 years old. What I would give for one more day with him-to tell him I love him and just to visit with him. My dad was a very intelligent man. He could fix anything-cars, electronics, etc. The only thing he could not fix was himself. He was diagnosed with prostate cancer quite a few years ago and refused to have it treated. Now, the cancer was not what killed him, but it did cause a lot of complications.
Dad went into the hospital to have 2 of his toes amputated due to an unhealing wound. After the surgery, his mind was never quite the same. He ended up getting his lower leg amputated due to poor circulation. During this time, he was having problems with his prostate. He had to wear a catheter due to blockage from the cancer. In his delirium, he yanked the catheter out several times. The first time was in the hospital and he made quite a mess. There was blood all over the room. I scrubbed his shoes for what seemed like forever, trying to get the blood off of them. We had to get new covers for his prosthetic leg and the poor hospital staff had to clean up the rest of it. The next time he yanked it out, he was at home with his caregiver and he had to go to the emergency room. He was a stubborn man and had no use for doctors. The cancer is not what caused his death but if would have had it treated, he would not have had the blockage problems that he had. He did end up getting surgery out of necessity.
I miss you dad and love you more than you will ever know.
"This post is sponsored by American Cancer Society."