Perry

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About Perry

I was not my dad’s only or true caregiver but I do the best I can for him. Everyone knows he has prostate cancer and that he had his prostate removed. It seems like this is all anyone wants to talk about with him, the concern for him is huge and it shows. That said, I like to go a different route with my dad. I like to not talk about it with him. I like to not make the cancer center stage and put the spotlight back on him for everything that he has gone through for years. I was surprised by how long someone can actually deal with prostate cancer after they are supposed to be “cleared”, it never really ends. He still takes meds he hates and he goes to the doc all the time it seems for check ups. I learned how truly vulnerable my father (6ft and rides a Harley tho not a biker.) really can be. He has always been a rock and he is a man’s man type of guy but I see him in a different light now. I know that he needs a shoulder too. I think the biggest lesson in this whole thing is simply that, you never know who needs a shoulder til’ something like this happens. A person can carry the weight of the world until you watch cancer interrupt their lives and distract them from the norm. So I do what I can to talk to him about anything other than this worry. I am there as an ear for anything he wants to tell me and I send him funny text pictures and gifs. I call him when I am sick so he can tell me I will be ok and ask if I need him in some way. That feels to me like the best way to show him support is to let him support. It’s what he does best. I hate this for anyone dealing with this or any other cancer it seems way past time for us to have some better options

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