17 November 2012
So my grandad has cancer of the bowel and prostrate. His prostate cancer is being contained by the use of hormonal injections to the stomach every three months. He has recently had 5weeks worth of radiotherapy and chemotherapy tablets, and had a repeat MRI scan to check his bowel tumours reaction to the treatment. He had the call today to say that the surgeon will be operating on him on the 5th of December. This is major surgery which will take at least 6 hours and will leave him with a stoma bag as well. I was going to write this as a poem but it seemed inappropriate to do it as I'd never do his story justice. He lost his wife (my gran) to cancer 5years ago and is all alone, other than having me and my mum around, and I suppose due to the fact my nan died of cancer he's terribly scared. Understandably so! The surgeon has warned him that with his age and the fact this is a major op that he may not even wake up from the anaesthetic. Obviously scaring the crap out of him even more, but they have to make him aware of the risks before he signs a consent form. I'm so terribly scared for him too. We've been there for him every step of the way and I hope this op goes well for him I really do. My grandad has been my stand in dad for many many years, I love him more than my biological father, he is amazing! I suppose I wanted to post this here as its my way of putting my thoughts and feelings out there without upsetting him. Here's to my Grandads speedy recovery and I hope his inner strength shines through to help him through the darkest hours, ill be there to hold his hand and keep positive so fingers crossed and toes if that's entirely possible! I'm incredibly proud of that man and wish him luck and good health for many years to come!
Good Luck Grandad • Opuss № I