For 50 years I’ve lived a pretty comfortable, privileged life. Time to give something back. I’m giving up my birthday up to fundraise for the Ottawa Hospital Research Institute.
I was in Toronto a week or so ago to visit dad and to go to an oncology appointment with him. Before you read too much into the title, know that there is no truly bad news I have to tell. It’s just I’m coming to grips with the situation.
I phoned my dad tonight. He had another hormone injection Tuesday and was meant to phone me afterwards because they were also going to test his PSA and what not. I didn’t hear from him, but that doesn’t mean anything with dad.
I was in Toronto yesterday to be with my dad as he got news of two scans done to see how far along his prostate cancer is. It could have been worse, but not by much. Both CAT and bone scans showed that the cancer has spread to dad’s bones. a€?The bones are involved,a€? in oncology-speak.