One foot in front of the other
The wait is agony.
We learned today that at least the kidney tumor was not part of any kind of pancreatic cancer, so thank God for that. It at least means that if Dad does have pancreatic cancer it is not as serious as it could be.
But. My lord. I have done some googling (I know, I know) and the survival rates for pancreatic cancer are obscenely low. So…it is really fucking scary.
And meanwhile I am trying to focus on things like school, which is nearly impossible. I can concentrate for a few minutes but then I shift to worrying. And fear. Pure fear.
I do not know how we are going to get through this. I suppose we have to, I suppose the only way is through. But it is scary as all hell. And the wait is horrible. I just want to know.