I’ve mentioned that I’m caring for a sick loved one and it’s affecting my schedule at RJI. Until last week, I was not allowed to share about who this person is - only those closest to me were privy to this information. They didn’t want their business out there which I completely respected but it became clear keeping it a secret was not the way to go because in times of crisis and uncertainty, you need others.
This person is my father, Randy.
He went in to have a simple outpatient procedure done on December 31, 2018 to remove a cyst from his scalp, we thought nothing about it. Until the doctor called me and said, “we think it might be malignant….” Tests confirmed Dad had a fibrosarcoma tumor, a very rare type of cancer. He had a second surgery and numerous doctor appointments. We are in the process of figuring out his next steps on treatment. He also has to have reconstructive plastic surgery on his scalp. It’s been overwhelming for both he and I because I’ve had to handle everything and he’s had to endure it.
He’s no stranger to life altering circumstances. In 2011, he suffered a brain aneurysm and a stroke which left him disabled and unable to work. However, he over came insurmountable odds and has not just survived but thrived despite everything he went through/everything his doctors said he wouldn’t do. He’s truly a walking miracle! A superman!
While he has insurance, and my husband and I are doing everything we can to help, he still has medical bills. As you know, cancer is an expensive business! I’m trying to raise some funds to help him out. If you have it in your heart to help, please know your generosity will be forever appreciated! I’ve started a gofundme page to raise money for his medical bills as he is on a fixed income of social security. Between the go fund me and private donors, we’ve raised just over $1,000! We are so grateful!!!
May I just say, this experience has been eye opening. I’ve learned so much about the business of cancer, the uncertainties that come along with it and the tactics doctors use. I’ve realized what shabby shape our health care system is in and how they treat low-income patients. My dad worked so hard to get back to a normal life and now its all muddied by this diagnosis. My heart breaks for those with this awful disease!
Thank you for taking the time to read this, I am forever grateful and humbled by your support. God bless.