I really wasn’t exaggerating when I said that last month was an emotional whirlwind. It really was.
Last month, Andy’s dad was finally able to get in to see the pulmonologist, and it was discovered that there was a tumor in one of his lungs. He had it biopsied two weeks ago. He was supposed to get the results of that biopsy the same day—Andy was at that appointment with his parents, and they did not get the results. The results didn’t come back until that Thursday. At that time, they were told that he had lung cancer, and that it appeared to inoperable. Things looked pretty grim at that point. We were all fearful, and worried. It was a miserable few days. There was one bright spot, though. My sweet mother-in-law has faithfully prayed for her husband to accept Christ for the last 24 years. He prayed that prayer the day after his diagnosis. I can’t begin to tell you how happy that has made Andy and I….but we were still sick with worry.
That Monday, though, something changed. They went to meet with the oncologist, and the oncologist brought in a surgeon. Andy’s dad is one of the rare cases of lung cancer that is operable. His cancer is completely stationed in one lung, and has not spread anywhere else. He has surgery this Friday to remove his lung, and he will have a round of chemo, and God-willing, he will be cured of lung cancer. We have gone from the depths of sorrow to heights of hope and joy. Our story will likely have a happy ending, something that not many families receive with a lung cancer diagnosis, and that is something we are not taking for granted. We have been abundantly blessed by God and his mercy.
And lastly, Liam would like to show his support for Team Grandpa as he prepares for surgery this week:
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