My dad had some major surgery last Wednesday.
It was basically to remove a cancerous mass in his bowel. The surgery actually went well– faster than estimated– and Dad was recovering rapidly.
The good news is that the pathology report came back on his lymph nodes and was negative. So it appears as if they caught the cancer early enough and it was contained. But still, chemotherapy is going to take place.
Oddly enough about the discovery–
Dad had fallen and injured his back/shoulder last summer. He was complaining about physical therapy and not being able to get to the gym.
I suggested yoga. Not only as a way to meditate and destress, but also as a good way to build tone and flexibility. At one point I think he did tai chi, and I told him yoga was like tai chi, but without all the busy-ness.
So he actually started doing some yoga.
Which then caused some unusual bleeding.
Which then prompted the colonoscopy that caught the cancer.
I was down visiting him in the hospital this weekend. We did 1.5 NY Times crossword puzzles, napped a bit, and watched the Iowa/Northwestern basketball game.
He’s up and about and doing pretty well, all things considered. He’s a bit tired, and sore, but decent.
And they got the catheter out on Sunday, got him off the morphine, and have him on a liquid diet.
He gets home Tuesday.
And then there will still be some healing and recovery. And then chemo. So, he isn’t out of the wood yet, but the trees are thinning.