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I'm sorry, Randy. I'm sure it was hard. I have a chocolate lab named Mocha.

My dad didn't give up easily either. In fact, when he was on hospice we were waiting for the first shipment of Tarceva to come in. It came the day after he died. It's perfectly normal and natural to want to fight. I'm glad my Daddy never gave up hope. I'll be praying for your family.

Anger is a part of it. I used to get angry at my dad because he smoked. Then I'd get mad a God. Man, did I get mad at God...especially when my dad was only in remission for 6 weeks. Just keep going...day by day...and know that you're not alone and it's o.k.

I'm praying for a benign pop, too.

I am so very sorry.

Not so good ones. I had sad dreams last night about my father being sick. It was him saying the doctors said there was no hope. I was an emotional wreck in my dreams...sobbing and sobbing. I would wake up, and when I would get back to sleep I would dream the same thing again. It's been almost two years. I miss my father so much it still hurts like crazy. I know what's triggered it...my father-in-law now being diagnosed with adenocarcinoma, but it's like I'm reliving the nightmare over and over again. Is it "normal" to have dreams like this? Does anyone else have dreams like these?

He met with the radiologist and oncologist yesterday. They all feel that the cancer in his rib and chest wall is coming from his lung even though it's not showing up on any number of tests yet. Because it's adenocarcinoma they know there's a primary location somewhere. They are sending the specimin off for further studies because he's in the 5% of people who have adenocarcinoma with no sign of the primary as of yet. So, that being said, they are starting 7 weeks of radiation and also chemotherapy in two weeks. He will be getting the carbo/taxol combo that my dad got when he was going through lung cancer. He seems to be doing really well physically so we're praying for the best. Hopefully the treatments will put him in a looooong remission.

Thanks, everyone! FIL goes to see the radiologist and oncologist today, so hopefully there will be more news. We are traveling back to TN next week to get all of the results of the tests. Thanks for all of the support!

It's so hard to stress the need for fluids when you just don't feel like drinking. My dad used to go through the same thing. I'm glad he seems better now, though.

The helplessness is a horrible feeling. All you can do is to just let her know that you're there for her if she needs you. It doesn't matter how close you are, there's still very little anyone can do. I'll be praying for better days for her.

I just said a prayer for you. I know you'll be fine.

Many of you won't know or remember me, I'm sure. I lost my father 1 1/2 years ago to lung cancer. On Tuesday my husband's father was diagnosed with adenocarcinoma. It is in his rib and chest wall, but strangely isn't showing up anywhere else yet. The surgeon said if he has his guess, though, they'll find it somewhere in the lung even though the PET scan is not showing anything as of yet. So, my family is here for yet another rollercoaster ride. We've already met with the oncologist once, and we're due to meet back with him in two weeks. We are geographically 5 1/2 hours apart, and my husband and I will be trying to take care of him the best we can long distance. My dad had squamous cell so adeno is a new territory for us.

I'm so very sorry for your loss.

I am so very sorry for your loss. It will not be easy for your father. My mom is still having a hard adjustment 1 year after losing my father. I wish there was something we could say or do to make it easier, but it's just not. Hang in there.

Thank you all so very much for your kind replies. (((hugs)))

As much as I miss my father, I cannot get over the grief my mother has been going through this past week. It's all I can do to sit back and watch her knowing there's nothing I can do to make it easier. We marked the day by placing new flowers on his grave as we do ever so often. I cannot believe a year has gone by. Some days it's so hard to be here without him. Nothing has changed. His truck is still parked in the same spot...his clothes are still in his room at their house. It's just still so heartbreaking. I try to tell myself that he wouldn't want us to still be sad, but we all still miss him so much.

What a wonderful idea!

I am so, so sorry for your loss.

I'm sorry you're going through this right now. I love the sundial idea, too.

Thanks, everyone. As far as I know, they're not doing anything. She's in her 80's now and very, very feeble. She can't even walk without assistance. It's funny...I saw her in May of last year and noticed how hoarse she sounded when she talked. It never dawned on me that it could be LC. I guess I was just too wrapped up in Daddy's disease at the time. I've missed everyone here, too. I don't know why, but sometimes I find it hard to be here. Other times, I come on here just to see how everyone else is coping. Life is busy for me, though. My almost fifteen year old tore her ACL and will have reconstruction surgery on that the 28th of this month. My husband and I are also wrapped up in our church's Easter program. He and I both have parts in it and are practicing like crazy. The dress rehearsal is actually the day of Bailey's surgery. Yikes! I still feel my father with me all the time. My father's favorite nephew passed away last night, and I talked to Daddy all night long telling him to wait for Kenny at the gates of Heaven. Kenny took it really hard when my father died...I found out later that he considered my father his father as well. He had my Daddy's contact information in his wallet as the emergency contact. We all miss him so much. It's amazing how I'm still finding out how many lives my father touched when he was here. I continue to think and pray for you all often.

Now my dad's sister has been diagnosed with lung cancer. Treatment is not even an option for her because of her age and general health. I hate this disease.

Today has been six months since my Daddy died. I still miss him terribly. He comes to me almost nightly in dreams, though. I think that's his way of easing my pain. I was always and will forever be his "little" girl. I find it hard to go to the cemetery because I don't feel like he's there. He's looking down on me from Heaven making sure I'm taking care of my Mom. He made me promise him I would just two short weeks before he left this earth. The pain is not less than before, and I don't know how long it will be before it gets easier. It seems like just yesterday he was here.

Thanks, Randy. I've had such a hard time coming here since Daddy died. I logged on tonight, and it was wonderful to see his loss listed here. It really helps.

That was beautiful.

I am so sorry.