8/9/13

Fingers Crossed


Today was a fingers-crossed-for-good-luck kind of day. Since 2010, my dad's cancer has bounced up and down like an unpredictable yo-yo. Today was one of his yearly scans to determine his latest status. My dad has seven tumors. I know it sounds horrible. But compared to the alternatives, seven is (relatively) good news. My dad is strong inside and out. Various treatments will be explored this fall-winter, but until that time, I will keep crossing my fingers for my overwhelmingly awesome superhero of a dad. Proud of you, dad.

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