It took about a week to get the results. They were good. Even Dr. Ravi was surprised, he originally gave daddy six to eight months, when the dye went trhough the kidneys into the tube, showing that the cancer had not spread and daddy only needed to have the kidney removed and then start the chemo he felt it would add some more time.
By this time one of us or all of us went with momma and daddy for any doctor appointment. I think it use to bother him. Maybe he felt we were treating him as a child or not trusting him, but we were not taking any more chances. We were there whether he liked it or not.
The surgery was scheduled in October to remove the kidney, first week. One week after the family picnic and the Filipino dinner. We were all a little more hopeful. Maybe daddy would beat this cancer just like he believed he could and in the back of our minds we kept thinking he would be the one to do it.
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