Off (Again)

My father’s condition has deteriorated more quickly than anyone expected. I am furious and anxious and despondent but mostly I’m numb because how could this have all happened so fast? Almost a year ago he was in Botswana dashing out of the way of stampeding elephants, and in South Africa reuniting with long-lost members of the family. Then he fell down some stairs, came back to the States to get x-rayed, and voila.

I told my Dr. Russian this story, and after pushing a box of tissues over to me, he said, “Well, pancreatic cancer is a fatal disease.”

True, O king!

Last weekend, he could barely move around the apartment by himself. This weekend, I have no idea what I will find.

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