Today was like a re-play of events that happened exactly three years ago – – – familiar place, familiar faces, familiar circumstances, familiar feeling of anxiety, familiar enemy, familiar fight.
Dad was rushed to the hospital again early this morning. Our fears had become reality — his cancer is back. Although this was a reality we were told to anticipate three years back when he first had undergone a prostate procedure (TURP), we did not expect that it would catch on so soon.
Because examinations revealed an enlarged prostate, dad has to undergo the same procedure yet again.
The most difficult to bear is to see dad in so much pain. So much, it’s unbearable. And none of us could even do anything, except pray and be there. We have our happy faces on, but the pain persists.
And so we turn to prayers again. It helped us pull through the first time, it will surely do the same as we fight this fight again.