The news is not good.

I only remember my dad crying in front of me once before. It was my grandfather’s funeral. Today, it wasn’t in front of me, but over the phone. The news is not good. The lymphnodes were full of cancer. It has spread to his lymphatic system. His voice broke up as he told me. He apologized. He doesn’t need to apologize. I told him that.

He told me about some of the possible options from here. One is an over the counter thing that some people have had work. I don’t remember the name. He is also planning to try to battle it with a change of diet. There are other options too. He will research more… So will I.

This week he plans to go to an oncologist. He wants to find out everything he can. He wants to be in control of this black hole. Hopefully he can.

The battle is not over. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers. Every little bit helps.

And we will just keep taking it “One day at a time”.