Rich5150
Experienced
This isn't a post I would normally make
So a little over a year ago my Brother was diagnosed with Stage 4 Prostate Cancer (its my belief he had it for quite awhile before the diagnosis). Now while the prognosis was Terminal from the start, he was able to get into a trail and was able to have surgery to remove it last year, that went well but then after he was all healed up earlier this year in another scan his numbers went the wrong way and after another biopsy it was found to have spread to his liver. 2 months ago he was given the option to try Chemo Infusion which wouldn't cure but would hopefully give more time, or Hospice, He chose to try the Chemo (then had a fall at home and fractured his T12 vertebrae, so he's been in rehab for almost 2 months) but unfortunately after 3 rounds it has damaged his kidneys and the Dr has decided that the harm isn't worth it so the only choice left is hospice.
61 years old is to young to have had to deal with all of this but his positivity and braveness in the face of all that has been thrown at him, I really couldn't be prouder of him. My dad always worked two jobs to support us so my brother kind of acted as a father figure to me taking me to my 1st MLB baseball game, I still remember going to see Star Wars with him in 77 when I was just 7 years old, and I guess you could say he was kinda responsible for my love of guitar as he had an acoustic when we were younger and let my beat the hell out of it.
I guess the old saying of Cancer eventually touches everyone at some point is true. At this point its going to be about his comfort and trying to get everything ready for the inevitable,
So a little over a year ago my Brother was diagnosed with Stage 4 Prostate Cancer (its my belief he had it for quite awhile before the diagnosis). Now while the prognosis was Terminal from the start, he was able to get into a trail and was able to have surgery to remove it last year, that went well but then after he was all healed up earlier this year in another scan his numbers went the wrong way and after another biopsy it was found to have spread to his liver. 2 months ago he was given the option to try Chemo Infusion which wouldn't cure but would hopefully give more time, or Hospice, He chose to try the Chemo (then had a fall at home and fractured his T12 vertebrae, so he's been in rehab for almost 2 months) but unfortunately after 3 rounds it has damaged his kidneys and the Dr has decided that the harm isn't worth it so the only choice left is hospice.
61 years old is to young to have had to deal with all of this but his positivity and braveness in the face of all that has been thrown at him, I really couldn't be prouder of him. My dad always worked two jobs to support us so my brother kind of acted as a father figure to me taking me to my 1st MLB baseball game, I still remember going to see Star Wars with him in 77 when I was just 7 years old, and I guess you could say he was kinda responsible for my love of guitar as he had an acoustic when we were younger and let my beat the hell out of it.
I guess the old saying of Cancer eventually touches everyone at some point is true. At this point its going to be about his comfort and trying to get everything ready for the inevitable,