Last night , my parents contacted me and told me that my dad has Cirrhosis. He had appointments and tests done ... They didn't want to worry me until they had to , so they didn't tell me. Until they had to . Which I'm assuming means since they had to ... It's bad. I'm truly lost at the moment on how I feel. I've been walking through this day in a fog. Fog and racing thoughts at the same time. I don't know what to do . I immediately offered to get tested to see if I would be a match to donate some of my liver ... I researched it and read that after the diagnosis , Cirrhosis only has like a ten year life expectancy . My mom said no ; that my dad wouldn't put his kids through that. And that ten years is good for someone in their sixties. It isn't a guaranteed ten years, though .... Also . This news is literally holding a mirror to my face about my own discrepancies. It scares me. Circle of life, I guess though .... Right ? No . I'm just not ready for this . I'm not ready for this , and I don't want my dad to suffer. I'm lost.
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I wish I had great advice for you.. but I do sympathize for you and only wish the best for you and the rest of your family..
Praying
Josy, spend as much quality time as you can with your dad and loved ones. Don’t waste time in fear or misery. Spend your time in love.
My dad died in a motorcycle accident and I didn’t even get to say goodbye. I didn’t get to spend enough quality time with him.
I learned that the time we have should not be wasted or taken for granted.
One thing I’m grateful for is that I was sober and my dad knew I was going to be ok and live a better more meaningful life.
I’m here if you want to talk