...after last Friday and his surgery, we all went home relaxed thinking that everything was fine. The doctor's were still running tests but I thought that everything would be ok. On Tuesday of this week, I knew that my dad was waiting test results and so I called just to check in. When my step mom answered the phone I could tell something was wrong. Daddy got on the phone and he couldn't lie to me and had to tell me over the phone that the results did come back and that it was cancer. Both of us in tears, never imaging that this would happen to us.
Thank you to my wonderful husband and grandparents who came up with a plan to get me to Birmingham. I just had to see my Dad and hear it from his mouth that everything would be ok. After a long Tuesday night, Wednesday afternoon my dad and I start back to Auburn to meet Josh. Who would have thought 24 hours ago we would be doing this:
My dad at Bass Pro shops in Prattville playing the shooting game.
The point of the game is to hit those brightly lit up targets. (I did not do too well at this)
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